Black Bellied President Dotes on Wife Chapter 1656-End - The end

Lou Ziling offered a smile, appreciating the name despite its masculine sound. "It's a wonderful name; you're the most learned among us!"

Jing Rui and Jing Zhi exchanged exasperated glances, finally grasping why Jing Xi always had Lou Ziling on her mind. He possessed a remarkable talent for charming others!

The name 'Jing Lou' presented no challenge and was, in fact, less striking than 'Jing' itself.

After bestowing a name upon her daughter, Jing Xi tenderly caressed the infant's cheek, her eyes radiating affection. "Little Lou Lou, hurry and grow up so Lou Lou can take you out to play!"

Jing Rui and Jing Zhi shared a look of utter disdain.

Their once mischievous and cunning younger sister had undergone a transformation since her marriage, now openly flaunting her affection before them without a hint of reservation.

Nevertheless, her evident happiness brought them a sense of relief. The two brothers departed the hospital, returning to A City to resume their work.

Lou Mingyang and his wife expeditiously traveled from the United States to meet their granddaughter.

Lou Ruofei arrived with her son, Luo Hui, who was exceptionally fond of his little cousin and remained by her side. He would readily converse with Jinglou whenever she was awake.

Lou Ruofei had initially intended a brief visit of only a day or two, but her son's reluctance to leave necessitated an extended stay of half a month before their return to the United States.

Even then, Luo Hui remained discontented, repeatedly expressing his desire to see his sister after they were home.

Luo Feicui encircled Lou Ruofei's delicate hand within his own, a broad smile gracing his handsome features. "Feifei, let's have another daughter. Our son is rather lonely; we should give him a sister to play with!"

Lou Ruofei found herself between laughter and tears. She understood Luo Feicui's deep affection for their son, but his approach was unconventional!

Luo Hui already possessed a multitude of toys; was he now intending to play with his infant sister?

Despite this, Luo Hui demonstrated genuine tenderness towards Jinglou. As a first-time elder brother, he was eager to bestow upon her every good thing he possessed.

Lou Ruofei's health had been robust for the past couple of years, and Luo Feicui's eagerness to expand their family led to a swift pregnancy.

Luo Feiyang observed his brother's daily doting on his wife and son, feeling an overwhelming sense of despair.

His family continued to disapprove of his intention to marry Tan Ruyi, and their criteria for a suitable wife for him were exceedingly high, mirroring those set for Zuo Jia!

Beyond Zuo Jia's superior family background, her doctoral degree alone was enough to overshadow numerous other women!

Zuo Jia, who had commenced her education at a young age, had already attained her Ph.D. at the tender age of 26!

Tan Ruyi had merely begun her master's program, and by the time she graduated, it would likely be too late.

He felt utterly ensnared by Zuo Jia. Had he foreseen this, he might have simply married her!

If he had entered into a marriage of convenience with her, treating her solely as a companion rather than a spouse, he and Tan Ruyi might still have pursued their love.

However, this remained a mere hypothetical.

Recently, Ji Moxuan had been in the area on a business trip, providing Luo Feiyang with a much-needed confidant. He promptly dragged him to a bar to commiserate over drinks.

"My parents subject me to blind dates daily. I'm so young; why the incessant pressure!"

Ji Moxuan offered a measured glance. "I am a year younger than you, yet I too am pressured into blind dates. You're making me feel as though I'll never find a wife!"

Luo Feiyang, adept at exposing flaws, retorted, "Who asked you to be so infatuated with Wu Wei before? You engaged in all sorts of foolish behavior. Your parents simply want to find a woman to keep an eye on you, ensuring you aren't deceived by another vixen!"

At present, Ji Moxuan found any mention of Wu Wei particularly unpleasant.

It was a blemish on his romantic history! The mere mention of Wu Wei fueled his self-reproach for having trusted others so readily in the past, naively believing Wu Wei was solely enamored with him.

With his vulnerability exposed by Luo Feiyang, Ji Moxuan's demeanor soured. "You're no better. You still harbor ambitions of marrying Tan Ruyi! I once thought Zuo Jia was admirable, but she didn't reciprocate your feelings. Fu Rongting is far superior to you!"

Luo Feiyang's anger was palpable, smoke seemingly rising from his nostrils. It was a regrettable decision to invite Ji Moxuan for drinks!

As individuals burdened by difficult circumstances, why must they inflict pain upon each other?

Unaware of the torment she had inflicted upon Luo Feiyang, Zuo Jia lived a life of carefree happiness. Following the initial three months of her pregnancy, her morning sickness subsided, her energy levels increased, and her appearance improved.

More than three months into her pregnancy, there was still no visible sign of her condition. Zuo Jia remained slender, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, her skin smooth and delicate, lending her a youthful appearance.

As she strolled through the streets, numerous heads turned in her direction.

Ultimately, Fu Rongting chose not to request a position change, opting instead for an extended leave of absence to care for Zuo Jia at home.

Mornings began with a leisurely stroll in the park after breakfast, hand-in-hand. When Zuo Jia grew weary, Fu Rongting would gently carry her back.

Zuo Jia often felt a pang of embarrassment when they encountered acquaintances, yet Fu Rongting faced them with an undisturbed demeanor, as if carrying her was the most natural thing in the world.

His meticulous care extended to meals, with Fu Rongting preparing lavish lunches that contributed to Zuo Jia gaining a bit of weight under his devoted attention.

To combat Zuo Jia's potential boredom, Fu Rongting frequently took her to explore the vibrant flower and bird markets.

Their home soon gained a colorful array of attractions: a tank brimming with exotic tropical fish, a pair of parrots with the ability to mimic speech, and a charmingly indolent kitten.

With ample free time, Zuo Jia busied herself feeding the cat and fish, and patiently teaching the parrots to talk, making the days fly by.

The two parrots weren't particularly adept at conversation, but they had a peculiar habit of energetically calling out "hubby" whenever Fu Rongting appeared.

This was due to Zuo Jia's frequent endearments – calling him "honey" countless times daily, a phrase the parrots picked up and repeated.

Zuo Jia once sternly warned the parrots, "Don't call him that! He's my husband!"

However, her admonitions fell on deaf ears, as the parrots continued to enthusiastically greet Fu Rongting with "hubby!"

"If you keep shouting like that, I'll sell you both! I won't want you anymore!" she threatened.

The parrots, unfazed, chirped back, "Hubby! Hubby!"

Zuo Jia, exasperated, stomped her foot. "Hmph, you two won't get any dinner tonight! You can just starve!"

Again, the parrots replied, "Hubby! Hubby!"

Fu Rongting found the scene amusing, musing that the old saying about pregnancy affecting one's intellect for three years seemed true. His wife was actually arguing with two birds, appearing genuinely jealous of the parrots!

He embraced Zuo Jia from behind, turned his head to plant a kiss on her cheek, and whispered in a tender voice, "They're so disobedient. I'll make them into braised parrots tonight!"

Unaware of their master's culinary threat, the two parrots continued their enthusiastic calls of "Hubby!"

Zuo Jia, torn between annoyance and amusement, fed the pair and shook her head. "How can I do that? These little creatures are so clever! I want to raise them so they can recite poetry!"

Fu Rongting couldn't help but chuckle. He found it amusing how Zuo Jia perceived these parrots as clever, when in his eyes, they were quite foolish!

He privately thought that if they were raised to recite poetry, their own children would likely be far more accomplished!

Nevertheless, the parrots had injected a considerable amount of joy into their lives, and Fu Rongting sincerely hoped they would live a long time.

He envisioned a future where, once the children were born and grown, he could even enlist the parrots in teasing them by speaking.

His gaze drifted towards the horizon of their shared future. Perhaps, when both he and Zuo Jia were silver-haired, they could still be found strolling hand-in-hand through the flower and bird markets, tending to their fish, and patiently teaching their parrots to recite poetry.

(The End)