Genuine Brand and Green Tea's Battle for Husband

After two weeks of hard training, Zhang Tianlu finally agreed to take Tan Qiuyu to perform on stage. Tan Qiuyu finally got the rewards of all the hard work, so she was very excited.

Tan Qiuyu woke up early, and today was the day she was going to perform on stage.

Tan Qiuyu rubbed her sleepy eyes, sat up and was about to get out of bed, but was grabbed by Ke Jingxing's big hand.

"Get up so early?" Ke Jingxing glanced at the foggy sky outside the window.

Tan Qiuyu was already extremely excited, how could he lie on the bed peacefully?
"I can't sit still, I have to get ready, I'm going to perform on stage at nine o'clock in the morning."

Tan Qiuyu cherishes this opportunity very much, and it is also an opportunity for Zhang Tianlu to witness her strength.

"Sleep with me for a while longer." Ke Jingxing lazily took Tan Qiuyu's hand, and pulled Tan Qiuyu into his arms again.

Tan Qiuyu let Ke Jingxing hold her, thinking about the dance she had practiced proficiently on stage.

"Tell me, can my performance today impress the master?" Tan Qiuyu was a little worried.

Ke Jingxing's head plunged into Tan Qiuyu's neck, "Why are you thinking about that old antique? I've never seen you caring so much about me."

"This opportunity is once in a lifetime, and I can't lose it."

Ke Jingxing hugged Tan Qiuyu tightly, "Since this is the case, then you have to make it up to me, otherwise I will feel unbalanced."

Tan Qiuyu chuckled, "Why are you still acting like a child?"

After finishing speaking, Ke Jingxing put his hand on Tan Qiuyu's soft waist, and moved closer to Tan Qiuyu's face.

Tan Qiuyu hurriedly pushed Ke Jingxing away, "No, I still have a performance today. Besides, I was already very tired last night."

Tan Qiuyu is still feeling faintly sore.

Ke Jingxing sighed, but obediently withdrew his hand. He naturally knew that Tan Qiuyu's performance was important.

"However," Tan Qiuyu suddenly thought of something, "don't you feel very puzzled?"

Ke Jingxing opened his eyes and looked at Tan Qiuyu, "What's wrong?"

"Why am I not pregnant yet? Logically speaking, I should be pregnant."

More than once they...

Ke Jingxing also frowned, Tan Qiuyu's words also aroused his confusion.

"Could it be my problem?" Tan Qiuyu said a little discouraged.

After all, Ke Jingxing had impregnated Tan Yuanyuan before, so it must not be Ke Jingxing's problem.

Seeing this, Ke Jingxing rubbed Tan Qiuyu's hair, and comforted him: "Don't think about it, it won't be your problem. Maybe it's because the time hasn't come yet."

Tan Qiuyu threw herself into Ke Jingxing's arms, and asked softly, "Jing Xing, if I really can't get pregnant, will you not want me?"

"What stupid things are you talking about?" Ke Jingxing said softly, "No matter what, I won't let you go."

What he loves is Tan Qiuyu, not Tan Qiuyu's belly.

Ke Jingxing knows this better than anyone else, and he also knows how much he loves Tan Qiuyu.

Tan Qiuyu sobbed a few times in grievance, worried that he would not be able to carry on the family line for Ke Jingxing.

Being able to have a child with the man I love is the happiest thing I can think of.

"Okay, don't you still want to perform?" Ke Jingxing changed the subject, not wanting to affect Tan Qiuyu's mood.

Tan Qiuyu sat up and changed her clothes dully.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Zhang Ma brought Tan Qiuyu a tonic soup, "Young Madam, this is today's soup."

Tan Qiuyu nodded, "Put it here."

Tan Qiuyu glanced at the tonic soup sadly. This tonic soup always had a strange taste every time he drank it.

But Mama Zhang was also doing it for her health, and Tan Qiuyu didn't know how to refuse.

"Young Madam, Master, breakfast is ready."

"Okay, let's go downstairs now."

After watching Mama Zhang leave, Tan Qiuyu took a few sips of the tonic soup, and then couldn't help but put the tonic soup aside.

"what happened?"

Seeing Tan Qiuyu's unhappy face, Ke Jingxing was busy concerned about Tan Qiuyu.

Tan Qiuyu frowned, pouted and said, "The taste of this soup is getting worse and worse. I don't want to drink it today."

Ke Jingxing put it in front of his nose and sniffed it a few times, "Then I won't drink today, let's go back to laziness."

Tan Qiuyu immediately nodded happily, "Okay."

Immediately, Tan Qiuyu was worried that Zhang's mother would be hurt if the unfinished soup was discovered by Zhang's mother, so she simply put the soup into a bottle and put it on the table.

Ten minutes later, Tan Qiuyu and Ke Jingxing went downstairs.

Sitting at the dining table, Tan Qiuyu saw Caiyun standing at the door of the kitchen at a glance.

Unlike before, Caiyun's eyes were timid, but she still peeked at her and Ke Jingxing from time to time.

Seeing Ke Jingxing going downstairs, Caiyun's eyes flashed a gleam, but it was more concealed than before.

Tan Qiuyu sneered secretly, it seems that he still has a wicked heart, and that little thought may resurface at any time.

But Tan Qiuyu wasn't in the mood to think about the colorful clouds too much. Today was an extremely important day for her, and she didn't want to disturb her mood because of some idle people.

After breakfast, Ke Jingxing and Tan Qiuyu left Ke's house together.

In the car, Tan Qiuyu asked: "Jing Xing, it's okay if you don't have to accompany me today, I can take care of it."

But Ke Jingxing retorted: "As your husband, I should naturally watch your performance, and just let me see if you have made progress. Why, you don't want me to go?"

Tan Qiuyu pursed her lips. If she said she didn't want to, Ke Jingxing would definitely get jealous and get angry with her again because of Zhang Tianlu.

But if she said she wanted to, she was not sure how Ke Jingxing would confront Zhang Tianlu when he arrived at the venue.

"Then I have one condition." Tan Qiuyu said quietly.

Ke Jingxing chuckled, "I know, it's just not to have conflicts with that old antique."

"As long as you know."

"Today is a special day, so naturally I won't do those childish things."

Tan Qiuyu curled her lips, don't you do less?
"That's good." Tan Qiuyu held back his true thoughts.

After arriving at the venue, Zhang Tianlu was already waiting for Tan Qiuyu's arrival.

"Master." Tan Qiuyu called out crisply.

When Zhang Tianlu saw Tan Qiuyu, he hurriedly called Tan Qiuyu to his side, and had no time to take care of Ke Jingxing's darkened face.

"Is everything ready?" Zhang Tianlu asked with concern.

Tan Qiuyu nodded, "Don't worry, master, I will show you my strength this time!"

Zhang Tianlu patted Tan Qiuyu on the head, "I know your strength very well."

"Okay," Zhang Tianlu urged, "Go backstage and put on your makeup, leave it to me here."

"it is good!"

Tan Qiuyu turned her head and glanced at Ke Jingxing, signaling to Ke Jingxing not to forget what she had promised herself, and then went backstage.

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be able to direct the scene in person at an old age." Ke Jingxing said first.