Beginning Preconception

"Three million?" She raised her foot, hooked it around his strong waist, and with a twist, flipped him over so that she was on top. She smiled seductively, "Three million it is, Mr. Huo. What position do you prefer?"

Huo Qing'ang locked eyes with her, feeling a strange itch in his teeth. "Gu Pianpian, you are truly a shameless slut!"

Gu Pianpian's smiling eyes curved, and she said with a sly tone, "Mr. Huo, how can you judge me as slutty without even trying? A seasoned player like you, who has seen countless women, should understand better."

Her trailing tone was laced with sarcasm.

Huo Qing'ang raised an eyebrow slightly, pushed her away with disgust, and said, "You... have no say in this."

Gu Pianpian remained calm as she fastened her loosened collar. "Mr. Huo, you're overthinking. I just wanted to say that if you don't like my service, then perhaps Miss Song should take over. I wish you both a pleasant time."

The emphasized word "service" happened to fall into the ears of Song Ci, who had just come out of the bathroom.

Her expression stiffened momentarily, then she put on a smile. "Qing'ang... it was my fault for what happened last night. Don't be angry with Mr. Gu. Mrs. Gu, you should also reflect on yourself, or else how can you have children?"

"A man who can't control himself is like rotten vegetables. Reflecting on a rotten leaf vegetable, isn't that a waste of effort?" Gu Pianpian's gaze moved to Song Ci's flat abdomen, and she smiled faintly. "Besides, whether we have children or not, what does it have to do with you, Miss Song? Is Miss Song's body not worthy of bearing Mr. Huo's offspring?"

Huo Qing'ang's face turned grim. "Gu Pianpian!"

The dejected look in Song Ci's eyes turned towards him, filled with mist. "Qing'ang, don't blame Mrs. Gu. It's my fault..."

Huo Qing'ang said, "It’s not your fault."

Seeing the affectionate display between them, Gu Pianpian felt her skin crawl, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter. "So, is it because there's something wrong with Miss Song's body that she can't conceive?"

Huo Qing'ang took a deep breath and said, "How dare you! Get out!"

Gu Pianpian's said recklessly. "If Mr. Huo is so concerned about Miss Song, perhaps you should hide her in last night's villa and not bring her out to disgust people. This is the wedding room that Grandfather Huo gave us, it belongs to both husband and wife. If anyone should leave, it should be Miss Song."

The words "husband and wife" pierced Song Ci's heart. Huo Qing'ang and his wealth could only belong to her, and it must be hers!

Seeing Gu Pianpian's audacious smile as she pointed at the door, tears welled up in Song Ci's eyes. She rushed towards the door with unsteady steps, her stumbling gait like a delicate flower in the rain, as if she might collapse at any moment...

"This family is not hers to dictate." Huo Qing'ang raised his hand, about to stop Song Ci.

But in the next moment, Song Ci's trembling figure fell right into Huo Qing'ang's arms.

Huo Qing'ang was taken aback and instinctively moved aside, causing Song Ci to fall onto the sofa...

With a restrained chuckle, Gu Pianpian couldn't contain her laughter, displaying an audacious mirth. "Miss Song's delicate constitution demands Mr. Huo to be more gentle on the bed."

"Gu Pianpian!" Huo Qing'ang felt a surge of anger rising in his body as he glanced at the almost fainting Song Ci. He clenched his teeth. "If anything happens to her, I will hold you responsible! Zhou Yan—"

Assistant Zhou Yan strode in, taking in the situation in the room at a glance, then promptly picked up Song Ci and carried her to the car.

Gu Pianpian finally found some peace and quiet, but to her surprise, Zhou Yan returned, hesitating as he spoke, "Madam, Mr. Huo requests your presence at the hospital for pre-pregnancy examinations."

...

Jin City International Hospital, VIP ward.

Gu Pianpian, looking at Huo Qing'ang entering through the door, maintained a stoic expression. "Mr. Huo should be with Miss Song. I can manage on my own."

"You'd better have no problem with your body... otherwise, you'll be immediately ousted from the Huo family." Huo Qing'ang strode towards the sofa, speaking word by word.

She knew all too well that he was not being benevolent. Of course, she didn't require his benevolence either.

A female doctor pushed a trolley of medical instruments to the bedside, speaking soothingly, "Madam Huo, please don’t worry. There may be some discomfort, but I'll do my best to minimize it."

She nodded. Ever since the car accident years ago, she no longer feared pain.

An hour later, the female doctor drew back the curtain. "Mr. Huo, there’s nothing wrong with Madam Huo physically. You can begin preconception."

Gu Pianpian breathed a sigh of relief. To give birth as soon as possible was her key to breaking free from both the Gu and Huo families and pursuing her own life's ideals. "When can we retrieve the eggs from my body?"

The female doctor paused for a moment and replied, "Both Mr. and Mrs. Huo are in excellent health. We recommend natural conception. It's better for both the adults and the child."

"No need," Gu Pianpian bluntly refused.

"Yes, there’s no need." Huo Qing'ang agreed.

Clearly, this refusal greatly satisfied him. Natural conception? He would never sleep with her in this lifetime...

"Natural conception, if all goes well, could result in pregnancy this month. In vitro fertilization, from start to finish, takes at least four to five months. If Mr. and Mrs. Huo have made your decision, we can proceed right away," the doctor continued.

Gu Pianpian raised her hand, hastily stopping the doctor's next move. "No. We'll go with natural conception."

She then picked up her phone from the side, opened a menstrual cycle recording app, circled the ovulation period, took a screenshot, and sent it to Huo Qing'ang.

"Start from tomorrow, come on a king-sized bed in the master bedroom on the third floor at 7 AM in the morning, 8 PM at night, for ten consecutive days. Clock in punctually."

Huo Qing'ang, who was nodding while looking at his phone, furrowed his brow slightly, seeming not to fully grasp her meaning.

Gu Pianpian's gaze lowered toward his lower half. "Mr. Huo, do your best!"

Lastly, without waiting for his response, she added, "If Mr. Huo doesn't have time to come home, then at the office, the underground parking lot, or the lakeside in the suburbs... I'm available anywhere. In short, wherever Mr. Huo is, I'll be there..."

Let’s be debaucherous together!

And... ten consecutive days.

This wasn't preparing for pregnancy; this was wanting him dead...