136: Could it be that she is pregnant?

Shiyu frantically opened the wardrobe to find clothes when Song Yuan embraced her from behind.

"Are you ignoring the front now?"

Shiyu stopped struggling.

"Song Yuan, when did you get back? Why didn't you tell me?"

"When I came back, you were taking a shower. I called out to you, but you didn't hear me. I showered outside, smoked a cigarette on the balcony, and when I saw you come out, I came over."

Song Yuan's large hand slid down, resting on her lower abdomen.

"Your period hasn't come yet?"

Shiyu hummed through her nose.

Song Yuan placed his palm on her flat lower abdomen.

"Could you be pregnant? Should we buy a test strip to check?"

Shiyu shook her head.

"It's normal for me to be delayed sometimes. I don't have any physical reactions, so it's probably not."

Hearing her say that, Song Yuan felt relieved.

They had been sleeping without intimacy for almost a week; they had been somewhat overly indulgent a while ago, and now, he couldn't endure it for a moment.

Shiyu's breathing became slightly warm from his teasing. Song Yuan kissed the back of her neck, moving downwards, lightly biting her sensual shoulder blades.

Shiyu's body trembled little by little, gradually leaning her full weight into his arms.

It had been a long time, and she was several times more sensitive than usual; any unintentional movement from Song Yuan could make her tremble slightly.

Her reaction brought Song Yuan great psychological satisfaction.

Song Yuan easily took the city.

After finishing once in the walk-in closet, Song Yuan carried her to rinse off together.

They were both carried away, and this time, they didn't take precautions again.

Back in bed, neither of them put on clothes. Shiyu now had no psychological burden; after all, he was the same as her.

This, in turn, made things convenient for Song Yuan.

After the last round of intimacy, it was already past midnight before they finally fell asleep.

They had planned to look at furniture together that evening, but it didn't happen.

The next day, both of them went to the company with two large dark circles under their eyes.

As soon as Song Yuan arrived at the company, Lu Chi stopped him.

"Brother, are you my brother? I'm a bit smitten with that girl from yesterday. Help me out. How did you successfully propose and get out of being single? Did General Manager Gu make things difficult for you?"

Song Yuan didn't want to discourage him, but it was the truth.

"We had a flash marriage. She suggested getting the marriage certificate; I never proposed!"

Lu Chi was so angry he wanted to curse.

"Damn, I suspect you're humblebragging! Can you tone down the showing off a bit?"

Song Yuan looked at Lu Chi, then after a few seconds, took off his glasses.

"Change your big black-rimmed glasses for something more refined. After work, go get a haircut and style a sunny, neat hairstyle. Throw away your plaid shirts and first, tone down your nerdy engineer vibe.

Bring out your gentlemanly side, and speak with wit and humor. Ask her out again this weekend. If she doesn't refuse, it means she's at least not averse to you, and then you have a chance!"

Lu Chi finally heard some constructive advice.

"Brother, whether I can get out of being single depends on you."

Song Yuan entered the room, took out his laptop, and began to summarize the day's work.

Today was the scheduled launch date for the project. Thanks to the brothers' hard work and overtime these past few days, they had developed a basic gameplay flow for their mobile game. After testing and confirming there were no issues, they could apply for it to be launched on the market.

They were currently in the intense final debugging phase.

Song Yuan opened the development system to check the remaining bugs that needed fixing; there were very few left, and with the capabilities of this group of brothers, finishing them by morning was not a problem.

At 3 PM, the project officially launched on time.

All code was deployed to the server, and Lu Chi's side simultaneously sent market application emails to Apple and Android's official mailboxes, just waiting for the review to be completed before proceeding with operations and promotion.

Song Yuan sent a copy of the game's installation package to Ji City and Huo Ziming. When it was almost time to leave work, Huo Ziming called.

"Song Yuan, let's get together tonight. I'll introduce some friends to you."

Song Yuan remembered the last time Huo Ziming tricked him by saying there were young models, trying to get him to go out and have fun. He asked cautiously,

"Brother, it's not some shady gathering, is it?"

Huo Ziming chuckled on the other end.

"Do you think I'd dare take you to that kind of place? Shiyu would skin me alive if she found out."

Song Yuan felt like laughing. So, even Huo Ziming, as the elder brother, was afraid of Shiyu.

"Then send me the address. I'll come over after work."

Huo Ziming added one last thing.

"No women tonight, just a pure men's gathering."

Song Yuan understood Huo Ziming's intention. This was to introduce him to his circle and connect him with valuable contacts.

Getting to know more upper-class individuals had no downsides. For him, as an entrepreneur, it would be a boost, and who knew when these connections might come in handy.

After hanging up, Song Yuan received the address from Huo Ziming: a very famous club in Beijing called Yunding Club, rumored to be a place favored by rich second-generations, wealthy young masters, and socialites.

After the company project launched successfully, Song Yuan exceptionally allowed everyone to leave work early today.

Everyone had been quite busy for the past week, working overtime frequently, almost always leaving after 9 PM. Today, upon learning they could leave early, Song Yuan's message was sent out, and within ten minutes, there were hardly any people left in the outer work area.

Song Yuan stayed at the company for a while longer. When he came out of his office, he saw someone still hiding in the corner.

Upon closer inspection, it was Gu Shiyuan.

Gu Shiyuan was curled up on the sofa in the lounge area playing games, one long leg propped up on the other end, like a carefree old man.

Song Yuan asked him,

"Everyone's left work, why aren't you going?"

Gu Shiyuan put away his phone.

"The driver didn't come today, and I can't drive with this leg. The house is cold and empty, without even anyone to cook. Brother-in-law, will you and my sister take me in for a few days?"

Song Yuan paused and looked at him.

"You little rascal, did you spend the last bit of your allowance and now you have no money for food?"

Gu Shiyuan remained silent, and Song Yuan knew he was right.

It seemed Shiyu hadn't given him any money yet.

But Song Yuan still remembered that awkward incident when this kid was at his house last time. Bringing such a big third wheel home would be really inconvenient.

"You should go back to the Old Residence and stay with Grandma for a few days. You won't starve there. I'll also put in a good word for you when I get back. Just don't make any mistakes for now, and your sister won't financially restrict you for too long."

Gu Shiyuan propped himself up on the armrest and got up from the sofa.

"I don't care, I'm following you now."

Song Yuan was helpless. This big brother-in-law was still acting like an elementary school student; he felt like he was babysitting.

"Then let's go together. I'm going to Yunding Club later; I've arranged to meet Huo Ziming, so I might not be back too early. Be mentally prepared."

Gu Shiyuan pouted.

"More boring business talk."

Song Yuan nodded.

"When you can take charge of the family, your sister can also rest a bit."

Gu Shiyuan was a big party animal: racing, gaming, traveling, photography—he was interested in everything except doing business.

He had no interest in taking over any family enterprise or becoming that boring CEO.

"It's fine with you two holding up the family. Also, you two hurry up and have a few more little ones, cultivate a few more successors. I'm not interested in that.

Speaking of which, you two have been married for a while now. Why hasn't my sister shown any signs? Brother-in-law, are you perhaps... incapable?"