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Chapter 1947 - Could It Be A Little Devil

The management style at Lanxin Company was rather mature and it was extremely competitive in the market. Yan Shaoqing was at the helm as the CEO of the company which was managed by its President, Zheng Yifan, as well as Ouyang Feng, Li Mengjie, Chen Xinchen, and Gao Enyang—the warriors who had followed her for many years and helped her create the massive corporation, Lanxin Company.

In terms of manpower, they had reached an agreement with international students’ associations to supply them with the cream of the crop. Additionally, the corporation had formulated a blueprint for its development into a business giant as well as plans for its future development. Everything was progressing in an orderly manner and Wen Xinya wasn’t worried.

During this period of time when she stayed in the hospital to nurse her pregnancy, she had almost washed her hands off Lanxin Company’s work—many matters which needed the Chairperson were all handled by Si Yiyan before passing it to her for endorsement only.

"With me and Zheng Yifan around, you don’t have to worry about the corporation. As we’ve done the groundwork and publicity well previously, the plan for a full launch into the European market is proceeding rather smoothly at the moment and has already occupied parts of the markets in France, England, and many other European countries. Our products are also adapting well in America—currently, we’ve already occupied 45% of the American market and already attained an irreplaceable position."

Yan Shaoqing still had his ugly looks.

However, after he got rid of his haggard life characterized by poverty and unrecognized talents, he gradually gained confidence, and, after going through years of hardship and experience in the corporate world, his aura became increasingly refined. Probably because one’s looks reflected his thoughts, these made his ugly looks less awful.

Today, even if Yan Shaoqing appeared in front of the media with his ugly face, nobody dared to belittle him.

Yan Shaoqing had completely become a winner.

Zheng Yifan couldn’t help but laugh. "With Ninth Si around, what are you still worried about? You just need to stay in the hospital, nurse your pregnancy obediently, and strive to make yourself pleasantly plump so that all of us don’t have to worry about you."

Zheng Yifan was clad in a suit and tie, radiating an aura of a corporate elite.

Right now, he was no longer the fresh graduate from a renowned school struggling to make an arduous living in America. Lanxin Company had enabled him to gradually realize his dreams and ambitions.

And as the Chairperson of Lanxin Company, Wen Xinya had perfectly demonstrated the quality of trusting the people in position. She was broad-minded and could give up her powers to those she delegated. However, whenever Lanxin Company faced any difficulties or crises, she also had the courage to shoulder the huge responsibility of the entire Lanxin Company.

Thus, she was exceptionally good at rallying the people in Lanxin Company.

Ever since they defeated T-K Corporation, almost every talent who joined Lanxin Company came forth due to the admiration for her reputation.

Wen Xinya smiled and said, "I’m just asking casually. With you guys around, I’m definitely not worried about Lanxin Company."

Those who had followed her from the start had all withstood the test of time and finally became her truly trusted aides.

Just then, Ouyang Feng stared at her with a slightly emotional glance and said, "In the blink of an eye, more than 10 years have passed. Unexpectedly, that little girl with great guts and mischief is now all grown up, married, and is going to have a child. Time really flies."

There was a look of complication deep within his gaze.

After Xinya got pregnant, she looked pale and became very skinny, just like how she looked the first time he saw her. At that time, she had just returned to the Wen Family and the tough wandering life left a sense of desolation and thinness that a fifteen-year-old girl ought not to have in her as she stood there, quiet and fragile.

Time flew and the woman before him still looked as youthful.

However, he was already halfway through his life at almost forty-years-old.

He suddenly felt tragically old.

"I remember that you’re still in Wall Street’s list of eligible bachelors this year. When do you intend to find a wife?"

Age was just a number for men. When Ouyang Feng was concerned, he was an aged wine which was full of charm, maturity, and attractiveness, and many women flocked to him.

The almost forty-years-old Ouyang Feng was still single, didn’t even have a close female friend around him, and led a shockingly simple and disciplined life. Previously, Li Mengjie had even tried to matchmake him publicly, but as time passed, since Ouyang Feng wasn’t keen, she had rested her case.

Ouyang Feng hurriedly raised his arms and surrendered.

Everyone shook their heads helplessly—they were at a loss of what to do.

Li Mengjie held her hand and said, "The baby should be three-months-old already! Look, you aren’t showing at all! Please eat more—only then can you ensure that you’re healthy and the baby can absorb more nutrients and develop well."

Typically, at three-months-old, the fetus had already formed in the mother’s body. This was also when the belly would gradually show. However, Xinya still seemed as skinny and her flat stomach didn’t show that she was pregnant at all.

This didn’t look too good.

Wen Xinya touched her own belly and said, "Although it’s been three months, my pregnancy hasn’t stabilized fully. Grandpa Du said to continuously take a month’s worth of pregnancy stabilizing medicine before reassessing again."

Li Mengjie had already married Qiu Yifan many years ago. Both of them were low profile and busy at work—after they got married legally, they merely treated relatives and friends to a good meal.

However, they still got their wedding bands, wedding photos, and honeymoon done accordingly.

After getting married, they had lived in bliss and currently already had a two-year-old daughter.

Li Mengjie was also rather helpless towards this and changed the topic. "Honestly, both you and Ninth Si have such strong genes—especially Ninth Si. I really wonder what kind of little devil will you give birth to in the future."

Xinya was the most outstanding woman than she had ever met.

She had a style of her own and was bold and straightforward.

And Ninth Si was even better—he simply had perfect genes.

He almost didn’t have any human weakness—of course, that was if being evil didn’t count.

This husband and wife pair was already extraordinarily sick.

Who knew what kind of demon would their son end up to be?

For some reason, whenever she thought about this, she couldn’t help but feel excited and be full of anticipation.

"It really hasn’t crossed my mind."

Wen Xinya was speechless. She could have stopped at praising she and Si Yiyan’s genes and really didn’t have to emphasize that "Ninth Si was even better"—it was almost like her genes were subpar to Ninth Si’s.

However, she had really not thought about how she and Si Yiyan’s child would be like in the future.

Thinking about Si Yiyan’s perfect genes, she felt that she might really just give birth to a little devil.