Chapter 81: Continuing to Dig Deeper into Snow Kiss

Upon hearing these words, Old Master Fu suddenly rose to his feet, his hand gripping the cane trembling with excitement.

He exclaimed repeatedly, “Good! Good!”

“This is a great joy for the Fu family, an immense blessing! My great-grandchild is on the way! Hahaha!”

He immediately called out loudly to the butler.

“Hurry! Contact Director Li at once and assemble the most elite obstetrics medical team. They must be on standby around the clock.”

“All examination equipment must be the best available—have them set up everything directly at home!”

Mother Fu covered her mouth in delight, her eyes reddening at once.

She rushed forward, carefully supporting Qiao Xi, her voice gentler than ever.

“Xi Xi, come, don’t stand any longer, sit down, sit down!”

“Are you feeling unwell anywhere? What do you want to eat? I’ll have the kitchen prepare it right away!”

“From now on, you needn’t worry about anything at home. Just focus on your health!”

Father Fu, usually stern and reserved, now wore a rare smile.

He immediately instructed his assistant, “Prepare the private wellness estate owned by the group, thoroughly and at once.”

“Upgrade the environment, air quality, and security to the highest standard for Xi Xi’s prenatal rest.”

“All scheduling must prioritize Xi Xi’s health—everything else can wait!”

Fu Qinghuan jumped up in excitement, circling around Qiao Xi.

“Wow! I’m going to be an aunt! Sister-in-law, you’re amazing!”

Meanwhile, Fu Yancheng, surrounded at the center, had already lifted Qiao Xi in his arms and settled her gently onto the nearest sofa.

He knelt before her, holding her hand tightly in one and shielding her abdomen with the other.

He looked up at her, eyes usually deep and sharp now overflowing with wild joy.

“Xi Xi...”

His voice was hoarse as he repeatedly sought confirmation, “Is it true? Are we really having a child?”

Qiao Xi herself could hardly believe it.

Surrounded by this overwhelming affection and nervousness, she was moved beyond words.

“Tonight, to celebrate the Fu family’s great joy…”

Fu Yancheng paused, his gaze sweeping over the gathered staff before announcing, “All Fu Group employees will have their salaries doubled this month!”

The statement was followed by a stunned silence in the hall.

Then, thunderous cheers and applause erupted.

The employees were astonished, then swept away by this immense surprise.

And it did not end there.

Fu Yancheng raised his hand slightly, calming the clamor.

He continued, his tone full of delight.

“In addition, all companies under the group will have a three-day holiday to allow everyone to relax.”

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“All employees requiring extra leave for pregnancy will now enjoy a new paid maternity leave policy, with doubled benefits.”

Finally, he turned to the excited Zhou Ze.

He added, “Immediately, in the name of my wife and myself, send a good luck bonus and custom celebration pastries to every employee’s family.”

“The Fu family’s happiness should be shared with all our comrades.”

The entire Fu Group’s internal network was stunned by this unprecedented generosity.

The cheers nearly lifted the roof of the annual gathering.

Employees exchanged looks of astonishment, then sent grateful and congratulatory glances toward Qiao Xi.

“Congratulations, President Fu! Congratulations, Mrs. Fu!”

“Thank you, Mrs. Fu!”

One wave of cheers and blessings followed another.

The whole Fu Group was immersed in an atmosphere of unprecedented festivity.

Amidst the uproar, Fu Yancheng returned to Qiao Xi’s side, taking her hand again.

His voice brimmed with tenderness and pride. “See, Xi Bao, everyone is happy for us.”

Qiao Xi gazed at him, feeling the sincere blessings from everyone around and the unabashed love and generosity radiating from the man beside her. Her cheeks flushed.

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Night had fallen deeply.

Returning home, Fu Yancheng nearly carried Qiao Xi from the car to their bedroom.

He helped her sit at the bedside, then knelt before her, his brow creased and his gaze anxious.

“Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Dizzy? Nauseous?”

His large hands carefully covered her still-flat abdomen, his voice low and taut.

“Starting tomorrow, I’ll pause all work. I’ll have the nutritionist and medical team on standby twenty-four hours a day…”

Qiao Xi looked at his battle-ready posture and finally couldn’t help but laugh softly.

Her tone was gentle, with a hint of playful reproach. “Yancheng, I’m just pregnant, not sick.”

“You don’t need to be this nervous. Life should go on as usual.”

Fu Yancheng caught her fingers and kissed them at his lips.

His expression remained grave. “No, we cannot be careless.”

He spoke, then leaned down, gently pressing his ear to her abdomen, trying to listen for any sign that could not possibly exist.

His movements were clumsy yet reverent.

Qiao Xi was amused by his childlike behavior, her cheeks flushed, her heart sweet as if soaked in honey.

She nudged his shoulder gently. “It’s still too early—there’s nothing to hear yet…”

Fu Yancheng watched the messages popping up on his screen, the corners of his lips curling into a satisfied, silly smile.

He set down his phone and wrapped Qiao Xi tightly in his arms again.

His voice was full of infinite longing and tenderness for the future. “Xi Bao, thank you.”

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“Thank you for coming into my life, thank you for giving me a home.”

Qiao Xi shook her head, tears shimmering in her eyes. “Yancheng, the one who should say thank you is me.”

Her lips curled into a gentle, contented smile.

“Before I met you, I never imagined that home could be like this.”

“It’s you who let me know what it feels like to be chosen unconditionally, to be wholly accepted, to be cherished with care.”

This heartfelt confession struck Fu Yancheng more directly than any sweet words.

“Xi Xi…”

He lowered his head, sought her lips, and kissed her, letting his actions speak for him.

“Wherever you are, that is my home.”

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The next day.

Fu Group’s President’s Office.

Fu Yancheng sat alone behind his desk, several investigative reports freshly delivered by Su Su spread before him.

His deep eyes were locked onto one particular page, his brow barely discernible in its furrow.

The report was a deep probe into the true identity of “Dr. Q.”

It revealed that the timeline of patent applications for “Snow Kiss,” the brand’s core technology, matched astonishingly well with the publication dates of several groundbreaking papers by Dr. Q.

Even more intriguing, during the early days of “Snow Kiss,” a crucial anonymous angel investment…

After much tracing, the funds ultimately linked to the bank from which Qiao Xi received an anonymous scholarship years before—an association too close to dismiss as mere coincidence.

Fu Yancheng’s gaze lingered on the founder information of “Snow Kiss.”

There, it still read “Unknown.”

He leaned back slightly, looking out into the deep night beyond the window, his eyes dark and unreadable.

An absurd suspicion began to surface in his mind, uncontrollably.

Fu Yancheng remained silent for a long time, then picked up the internal phone and dialed Zhou Ze.

“Keep digging into the background of ‘Snow Kiss.’”

“But be careful—don’t alert anyone, especially… my wife.”

After hanging up, he looked at the report again, his fingers tracing over the names “Snow Kiss” and “Qiao Xi.”

It seemed that his Mrs. Fu harbored far more secrets than he had ever imagined.