The Film Emperor's Secretly Married Wife Ch. 56

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It had barely been two days since that night, so testing now probably wouldn't be accurate anyway. Qi Zhen decided she'd wait a few more days to try.

She sat on the edge of her bed with her cheeks red from all the pinching, spacing out with her imaginary tail dragging behind her.

None of her roommates were doing anything, and no one disturbed her. She turned her back and called Yu Jingxing.

The phone connected quickly. His deep, magnetic voice came through. "Zhenbao?"

Qi Zhen hugged her knees, looking all gloomy, and didn't say anything.

Yu Jingxing was patient. His voice was calm and gentle. "Feeling down?"

Qi Zhen hesitated, then asked, "Do you want kids?"

Yu Jingxing switched hands to hold the phone, leaning lazily against the balcony railing, eyes lowered, voice smooth and steady. "That depends on you. I'll respect your decision."

Qi Zhen was used to hugging plushies, but all she had nearby was a pillow. "I don't know."

He smiled a little and crossed his arms, his tone slow and relaxed. "Then let's wait until something actually happens before we start worrying."

Qi Zhen didn't have that kind of calm or sense of security.

She felt like she'd never have Yu Jingxing's kind of confidence and composure. Compared to his deep, lived-in experience, her short life still felt like a blank page.

She lay down on her narrow bed and gave a soft hum, then rolled over. "Do you think I'm fat?"

Her train of thought jumped all over the place, totally unrelated.

Maybe that's just how young girls were—one random thought after another, totally unpredictable.

Yu Jingxing furrowed his brows. "Why would I think you're fat?"

The girl said seriously, "I'm over ten pounds heavier than your 'ideal' weight. Doesn't hugging me feel like holding a piglet?"

With her height, if she were one of the actresses in Yu Jingxing's company, she'd have to be way thinner to qualify.

Yu Jingxing let out a small laugh and said gently, "As a boss, I think it's good for artists to be slim. But as your husband, I just want my baby to be a little chubbier."

Qi Zhen's face turned red, and she softly hummed in reply.

She held her phone, her thick lashes trembling a little, and whispered, "So... when are you coming home?"

Yu Jingxing sounded like he was coaxing a clingy little kitten. "I'll try to come back early, okay? Don't want my baby waiting too long."

Qi Zhen was always so understanding. She swung her legs a bit and lay down on the soft pillow, mumbling, "It's okay, really. There are lots of fun people at school. We talk about anime, shows, all kinds of stuff. Super fun chats. You just focus on work, I'm not actually sad or anything."

Yu Jingxing gave a quiet "mm," his tone unreadable.

After the call ended, she turned to see Li Yuanyuan staring at her with a how do I even begin to respond to this expression.

As her roommate, she hadn't meant to eavesdrop... but pretending she didn't hear anything would be fake as hell.

What the heck was "his ideal weight"?! And over ten pounds above that?!

If this fairy was considered fat, then what were the rest of them—barnyard animals?

Were they supposed to live off boiled veggies and evaporate into paper-thin ghosts?

Screw that kind of skinny!

Just the thought of Zhenbao crying while nibbling on sad food with a pout made Li Yuanyuan's heart ache.

She cursed Qi Zhen's husband to hell and back—what kind of twisted old man was he with that trash taste?! Who marries a little loli and then feeds her some messed-up beauty standard like that?!

Still, as a roommate, she couldn't go full lecture mode. So she took a deep breath and calmly said, "You're not fat. You've got a nice figure—totally balanced."

Qi Zhen looked at her and nodded. "Thanks."

Li Yuanyuan added, "You should stand your ground more. You're too soft with him, too dependent."

Jing Zi (another roommate) agreed.

Old men had too many tricks. That guy had her wrapped around his finger, teary-eyed and totally obedient. It was kind of scary.

Qi Zhen said seriously, "But he really respects me."

Li Yuanyuan could only sigh. There wasn't much else to say. She just rubbed her temples. "Then just... don't let yourself get taken advantage of."

Right now, she was starting to appreciate her own boyfriend more. Same age, not super mature yet, but at least he was straightforward.

Just the other day he got her a rose and took her out for Western food. So romantic.

Li Yuanyuan asked, "Has your husband ever bought you a gift? Or done anything romantic?"

Qi Zhen shook her head.

If you counted all the bags, jewelry, and shoes, then sure—he had. But Yu Jingxing had never called any of those "gifts." He just said they were everyday essentials for her.

Though if you were being real, the number of those "essentials" was kind of wild. Her whole walk-in closet was filled to the brim with shoes and bags, and Yu Jingxing was even thinking about knocking out the empty guest room next door to make space for more shoes and cute dresses.

Qi Zhen never had big dreams about romantic stuff anyway. All she really liked were internet cables and cold Coke. She was super easy to please.

But for some reason, Yu Jingxing had a weird obsession with buying her fairy-like dresses—especially those sparkly red-carpet gowns that dragged on the floor. There were a ton at home she hadn't even worn yet.

Li Yuanyuan looked at her zoning out and thought, Who wouldn't want to be a fair-skinned, cute little fairy?

But it kinda sucked to go straight to the graveyard of love before even properly dating. What did old guys know about real romance anyway?

Who's really born as the daughter of the gods?

The little fairy blinked at her, face full of adorable question marks.

Li Yuanyuan gave her shoulder a gentle pat, full of sympathy.

Later, the three of them went out for dinner. Since Qi Zhen was a freshman, she hadn't been to the cafeteria much yet, but this time she realized it was actually pretty decent—not as bad as her mom made it sound.

After eating, they walked and chatted, had a chill time, and strolled around campus twice. Qi Zhen actually felt pretty happy—the lush greenery was really healing.

When they got back to the dorm, they saw a girl with glasses standing downstairs holding an enormous bouquet of roses.

Girls in the upstairs dorms all had their windows open, watching the scene.

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