Because Wang Xiaoqiang was getting along so well with Xia lately, he had neglected Xu Xiaoya. Xu Xiaoya thought that Wang Xiaoqiang would want her after her period was over. Yet a week had passed since her period, and Wang Xiaoqiang showed no intention of wanting her, which made her feel rather disappointed.
However, Xu Xiaoya soon shifted her focus to work.
Wang Xiaoqiang's main purpose in contracting the three big ranches was to promote Kobe Beef in Australia, a country famously described as riding on the sheep's back, indicating the abundance of sheep in Australia.
In fact, not only are there many sheep in Australia, but there are also a considerable number of cattle and horses. However, although there are many Australian cattle, none can match Japanese Kobe Beef.
If one wants to develop the livestock industry in Australia, it is necessary to take a different approach, and Wang Xiaoqiang's approach was through Kobe Beef.
So, now Wang Xiaoqiang's strategy was to sell all the existing cattle in the three large ranches and fully develop Kobe Beef, retaining only so sheep to be bred alongside the Kobe Beef.
Once the developnt direction had been set, Wang Xiaoqiang then focused on Kobe Beef and also held etings with the ranch workers, requiring everyone to focus on Kobe Beef.
At the sa ti at the chicken farm, Wang Xiaoqiang also intensified efforts to hatch chicks and planned to find a reliable person to take care of them. When Wang Xiaoqiang told Simon about this plan, Simon recomnded his wife Aina to Wang Xiaoqiang, who, seeing that Aina was a straightforward middle-aged woman, agreed to it.
Since Zhong Ping's delivery date was approaching, Wang Xiaoqiang had to put aside his work and rush to Los Angeles in the United States to welco the birth of his child.
After settling matters at the ranch, Wang Xiaoqiang then flew to Arica. Zhong Ping's pregnancy had always been kept a secret, not disclosed to the outside. At this ti, she had completely entrusted her business to her subordinates and peacefully awaited childbirth at ho.
At that ti, Zhong Ping was living in a villa in Los Angeles that backed onto mountains and faced water, in a very quiet environnt, looked after by a nanny and Qili. When Wang Xiaoqiang arrived at the villa, it was Qili who greeted him.
Having been with Zhong Ping for so many years, Qili was considered Zhong Ping's confidante. Thus, she was arranged to be by her side at that ti. Although Zhong Ping did not tell Qili whose child she was carrying in her womb, Qili was no fool. Naturally, she knew it was Wang Xiaoqiang's child. Qili didn't have any objections, only a slight grudge of disbelief; how had such a simple farr now beco the vegetable king of Arica and made a businesswoman like Zhong Ping give up her business to secretly bear his child like an underground worker? It was unbelievable to think about how this simple farr could be so lucky and discerning. Realizing that the unborn child would likely beco the heir to Holiland made Qili understand just how shrewd this simple farr really was.
"Hey, stop staring at like that, believe it or not, I'll tell Chairman Zhong…" Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang looking at her the sa way he used to, with a lewd expression, Qili couldn't help but give him a disdainful glance. Sohow, many people were now afraid of Wang Xiaoqiang, but Qili was never afraid of him. To her, she still saw Wang Xiaoqiang as a lucky, simple farr.
"Qili, you're almost thirty, aren't you? Why haven't you found a boyfriend yet? You might end up not getting married…" Wang Xiaoqiang, ever the provocateur, frustratingly said the wrong thing.
"Bah, your lady here getting stuck? Just you wait and see. The man I marry will be ten or a hundred tis better than you, Wang Xiaoqiang," Qili retorted defiantly. She talked big, but deep down, she felt disheartened. A man a hundred tis better than Wang Xiaoqiang—does such a man even exist on Earth?
"Huh? Qili, why do I get the feeling you're using as a standard for finding a boyfriend?" Wang Xiaoqiang stared at Qili, teasingly said, "What do you an by this?"
"..." Qili was speechless, her normally imposing face unusually flushing with a hint of red.
"Shaless, I'm not talking to you anymore!" After a while, Qili dropped that line and ignored Wang Xiaoqiang.
Wang Xiaoqiang ca alone into the villa's living room, where he saw Zhong Ping with a huge belly, listening to music. He walked over and smiled, "Wife, listening to music?"
Hearing Wang Xiaoqiang call her wife, a sweet sensation surged in Zhong Ping's heart, but she hurriedly glanced outside the villa, ensuring that Qili had not followed in. Relieved, she teasingly rolled her eyes at Wang Xiaoqiang and chuckling, said, "So you still have so conscience, rushing over on ti. Otherwise, your son might not call you daddy after he's born..."
"Is it a son?" Hearing Zhong Ping speak of a son, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but be delighted and imdiately went over and knelt in front of her, pressing his ear against her protruding belly, listening intently.
Zhong Ping's soft hands rested on Wang Xiaoqiang's head, her gaze dropping, her eyes revealing a water-like tenderness. A pregnant woman's face has a quiet, serene glow. Looking at her man, there was an affection in her eyes.
"I'm just guessing; whether it's a son, we can't be sure yet," Zhong Ping said. "Did you hear him?"
"Yeah, he's moving now. Oh, the little rascal, he just kicked …" Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Hehe... that's his punishnt for you. Think about how long it's been since you've co to see him (her)." Zhong Ping chided.
"Baby, I'm sorry, Daddy has been too busy. Let make it up to you once you're born," Wang Xiaoqiang said to Zhong Ping's belly.
"How will you make it up?" Zhong Ping asked in a child-like voice.
"By spending money to hire about ten nannies to take care of you…"
"I don't want any nannies," Zhong Ping said, "I want to raise this child myself..."
"Ping, are you giving up your business?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked in surprise.
"Xiaoqiang, I've thought about it many tis. Doing business, making money, what is it all for? In the end, it's all for living, for the children. I didn't have children before, so I put my career first. Now that I have children, this child cos first. For this child, even if Holiland collapses, it is all worth it..." Zhong Ping seriously said.
"Alright, Sister Ping, but make sure you leave Holiland in the hands of soone reliable..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Don't worry, after all these years of managent, I do have a few reliable people..." Zhong Ping said. "Little Qiang, I heard you went to Australia after the New Year?"
"Yes, I bought three large ranches in Australia and plan to develop Kobe Beef there..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Heh, that's great, your business is growing bigger and bigger, but I guess I will see you less and less," said Zhong Ping, removing her hand from Wang Xiaoqiang's head and placing it on her own stomach, her eyes filled with warmth. "From now on, I will live with my son..."
"Sister Ping, are you sure it's a boy...?"
"I guess so!" Zhong Ping guessed.
It's said that won have a sixth sense, and indeed it proved true. Three days later, Zhong Ping gave birth to a ten-pound baby boy in a high-end private hospital.
It's said that giving birth to a child is like passing through the Ghost Gate, and this saying is not false. The little one's birth almost took Zhong Ping's life; he was too big, and doctors had recomnded a cesarean section before the birth.
For the sake of her child, Zhong Ping did not want a cesarean; she wanted a natural birth.
The doctor was worried, and his concerns weren't needless. During delivery, Zhong Ping hemorrhaged severely which caused a flurry of panic among the dical staff. Moreover, Zhong Ping was of advanced age for a first-ti mother, and the wound ruptured seriously, bleeding profusely.
Hearing Zhong Ping's painful cries in the delivery room, Wang Xiaoqiang instantly rushed in, and seeing Zhong Ping's pale face and the severe bleeding, he was shocked and confused.
A female doctor glared fiercely at Wang Xiaoqiang, and yelled, "What are you doing in here? You're adding chaos to the confusion!"
At this shout, Wang Xiaoqiang quickly ca to his senses. Ignoring the doctor, he imdiately summoned Earth Elent Spiritual Qi to stop Zhong Ping's bleeding, a stream as thick as a bowl rushing over.
Earth overcos water!
At the wound site, where not even a coagulation needle worked, the surging blood was instantly stemd by the Earth Elent Spiritual Qi.
A few female doctors were all amazed. Turning to glance at Wang Xiaoqiang, they obviously couldn't discern his supernatural abilities, but felt it must be the power of love preventing the blood from flowing so quickly.
After using Earth Elent Spiritual Qi to stop Zhong Ping's bleeding, seeing how weak she was from the blood loss, Wang Xiaoqiang then channeled the vigorous Wood Elent Spiritual Qi into her body, reaching deep into her organs. Shortly after, Zhong Ping's complexion visibly recovered.
The whole birthing process was dramatic yet uneventful, and it was fortunate that Wang Xiaoqiang was present. Otherwise, who knows what might have happened?
The newborn, weighing ten pounds, laughed instead of crying after birth, with a strong and loud laugh that startled all the doctors. One of the female doctors lightly tapped the little one's bottom without much force. Instead of crying, the baby seed to think the doctor was playing with him and laughed even more joyously.
That got all the doctors laughing too. Aricans are after all a bit more open; a newborn laughing instead of crying might have beco a wild tale if this were in China but here it hardly made a ripple.
Having survived the ordeal of the Ghost Gate, Zhong Ping had no complaints, and neither did Wang Xiaoqiang have any about the child, his face showing a relieved smile upon seeing his son.
"Look at him, how much he resembles you!" Zhong Ping looked at her son then at Wang Xiaoqiang, a smile blooming on her still slightly pale face.
"Hey, Pingping, how did you guess so accurately, it really is a son..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"What, you don't like having a son?"
"Of course I like having a son. I like both sons and daughters, I just fear I might never have a daughter in my lifeti..."
"Pfft, go back and have your wife give you one," Zhong Ping gave Wang Xiaoqiang a dismissive look.
"Aren't you my wife!" Wang Xiaoqiang kissed Zhong Ping on the forehead. "Pingping, thank you..."
"Thank for what?"
"Thank you for giving a child..."
"This is also my child, our child. If there's any thanking to be done, Little Qiang, I should be thanking you for giving the child I've long wished for..." Zhong Ping said tenderly, her gaze a blend of love and affection steeped in fondness.
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