The director continued smiling warmly, gently educating Pei Yan about pregnancy anxiety while reassuring Qin Yun that pregnancy is a very simple matter, and there’s no need to worry or be scared. Besides, their hospital offers various postnatal recovery services to help mothers manage their figure.

Qin Yun listened, feeling a bit puzzled.

The director thought she was anxious, but she wasn’t anxious about the pregnancy at all.

However, she still nodded cooperatively, "Okay, Director."

Pei Yan also reflected on whether he should reduce his workload a bit more because of these words.

Then, the two left the hospital under the director’s enthusiastic guidance.

They went down to the parking lot, preparing to visit the Pei Family.

Last night, Mrs. Pei called and asked them to come back today, saying there were many details about the wedding to discuss with them.

Because Qin Yun was pregnant, they were reluctant to tire her, handling all the matters personally and calling whenever there was a problem.

While turning the steering wheel, Pei Yan softly chatted with Qin Yun, "Mom said we should decide which friends in the circle to invite, and also confirm the wedding venue."

At the beginning, Qin Yun could respond to him, but later, she comfortably fell asleep.

Because Pei Yan’s voice was so pleasant, like a lullaby.

When she woke up, they had already arrived at the Pei Family home. Pei Yan was carrying her out of the car and walking inside.

Qin Yun realized she was being carried and didn’t react much, lazily yawning, "Did I fall asleep?"

Pei Yan’s voice carried a hint of tease, "Yes, not only did you fall asleep, but you also dreamt."

Qin Yun raised an eyebrow, "How do you know I was dreaming?"

Pei Yan replied earnestly, "Because in your dream, you kept saying, ’Husband I love you, husband you are the most handsome, husband you’re the best in the world.’

Qin Yun glanced at him, not believing a word of it. If Pei Yan had acted a bit more seriously, and his eyes weren’t filled with laughter, she might have actually believed him.

"Husband, I love you, husband, you are the most handsome, husband, you are the best in the world."

Qin Yun imitated what Pei Yan had just said, repeating it with a softer, more tender voice, slowing Pei Yan’s steps.

Qin Yun moved slightly, trying hard to wrap her arms around Pei Yan’s neck, her chin resting against his neck, and softly asked, "Is that how I said it? Was there anything else I said? Just these two sentences?"

Pei Yan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, taking a deep breath, "Yes."

Qin Yun raised her head, puzzled, "What does ’yes’ mean? Just these two sentences, or were there others?"

Pei Yan’s eyes deepened, his Adam’s apple moving up and down, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Stop it."

He pressed her head against his chest and continued to carry her inside.

Qin Yun struggled twice but couldn’t move, hummed twice, and then stopped causing trouble, obediently being carried inside and carefully placed on the sofa.

"Yunyun, what’s wrong?"

Mrs. Pei saw them and immediately came over worriedly, holding Qin Yun’s hand and asking if she was feeling unwell.

Qin Yun shook her head, a bit embarrassed, "I just fell asleep in the car, and he just carried me down directly."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Pei sighed in relief, "I was startled! Are you tired? If you are, go upstairs and take a nap. The kitchen is already preparing the meal, and you can eat once you wake up."

Qin Yun shook her head, "Not tired, not tired."

Mrs. Pei smiled, "Have you decided on your wedding venue? If so, I will start preparing the guest invitations."

"Your father has already looked over the invitations, and when Pei Yan finds time, he can write them because his handwriting is elegant."

Since Qin Yun said she wasn’t tired, Mrs. Pei immediately became enthused, eagerly discussing with Qin Yun who they should invite, from the entertainment circle, business circle, and their friend circle.

"Invite all the friends you can, let them witness the love between you two."

Mrs. Pei looked relieved, "I always thought Pei Yan would stay single with his cold personality. It’s really not easy for him to get married so early. It’s all thanks to you, Yunyun."

"You can tolerate him, take care of him, and I, as a mother, am very grateful to you."

"That’s why your wedding must be grand."

Mrs. Pei was highly enthusiastic, "I only have one daughter-in-law, and I intend to organize your wedding so well that everyone will envy it."

Qin Yun wanted to laugh but felt it might be impolite.

After all, it was about her wedding and her mother-in-law.

But her eyes sparkled, and Pei Yan could easily tell what she was thinking.

"If you want to laugh, then laugh," Pei Yan pinched Qin Yun’s cheek with a doting expression, "You can handle the invitations, and when it comes to the people in the circle, I’ll let Zheng Qian take a look, then inform you of the number to invite."

Mrs. Pei nodded with a smile, "Alright, alright, just decide among yourselves. Where will the venue be?"

"Yunyun and I have decided not to go far, just in G City, then we can invite everyone to come over and have a good time."

"Just in G City?" Mrs. Pei felt a bit disappointed; she initially hoped for Country F, with beautiful scenery and a pleasant coastal climate, allowing them to take more on-site photos for memories.

"Won’t you reconsider?"

Mrs. Pei felt that staying in G City was somewhat hasty.

Pei Yan nodded, "No, we won’t reconsider. It’s better to stay domestically. Yunyun is pregnant, and traveling too much would be tiring."

The two had discussed the venue with Sun Wan’er, and although she felt it was a pity, in consideration of Qin Yun’s health, the Tang Family members all expressed their understanding.

Mrs. Pei clapped her hands, looking regretful, "Yes, I almost forgot about that. G City it will be. I’ll go with your mother-in-law to decorate it, ensuring you a satisfactory venue."

After confirming the venue with them, Mrs. Pei immediately began organizing Pei Yan to write the invitations.

She brought out the pen and ink, and also the custom-made wedding invitations.

The invitations were quite exquisite, with Mr. Pei sorting the guest list nearby, while Pei Yan sat beside them writing.

Mrs. Pei sliced a plate of fruit for Qin Yun, also arranging for a small sofa to be pushed over, allowing her to sit nearby and watch, before going to the kitchen to make soup for Qin Yun, feeling assured.

Indeed, Pei Yan looked quite charming while writing.

In a white shirt and black pants, his tall figure slightly bent, with his sleeves rolled up to the elbows, revealing his strong arms.

One hand pressed down on the invitation, while the other held a brush.

Yes, a brush.

He was focused, his brushwork flowing smoothly.

The characters he created looked particularly beautiful.

It’s often said that a serious man is attractive, and it was indeed true.

While nibbling on fruit, sudden inappropriate scenes flashed through Qin Yun’s mind.

As she was lost in thought, Pei Yan suddenly glanced over, startling her and causing her to choke.

"Cough, cough."

"Eat slowly."

Pei Yan frowned slightly, seeing she was okay before he resumed writing the invitations.

Qin Yun swallowed nervously, muttering to herself, "Why should I feel guilty for looking at my own husband?"