Dragon Palace Home #10.
Jin Liwei had just arrived home from a short afternoon meeting at Jin Corporation to redistribute some of his work to his assistant and the other executives because he would be taking a two-week off after this coming weekend. He didn’t inform them of the exact reason for his short vacation, only telling them that it was an important private matter.
Nobody questioned him because he was the big boss and also because they knew that he never neglected his work despite taking leave in the past. Even when he got injured in the construction site accident, he was still able to complete all of the most urgent tasks that needed his attention as the President-CEO right from the comfort of his own home.
This became possible for him because of the virtual assistance of his AI daughter. Ketchup’s powerful self-learning function allowed her to become increasingly adept the more she assisted Jin Liwei in his work at Jin Corporation. It came to a point that he was realizing that he didn’t need to physically go to the company anymore in order to complete the majority of his work. Nevertheless, as the President-CEO, he still needed to show his face now and then at the company. It was one of his responsibilities as the head.
During his two-week leave, he would depend on both Ketchup and Xu Tian to deal with non-urgent work-related issues on his behalf. They could only disturb him about his work if it was an emergency. If it wasn’t, he didn’t want anyone interrupting his honeymoon.
As for his long-time assistant, Xu Tian’s ugly injuries from the same construction site accident had also been fully healed. In fact, he recovered much faster than Jin Liwei because his injuries were mostly superficial wounds. He had a little bit of scarring but nothing too serious.
Back to the present, Jin Liwei handed his suit jacket to the butler before asking, “Where’s my wife?”
“The mistress is busy working in her music studio. She’s been there since mid-afternoon. Please don’t worry, Master. We made sure to deliver frequent snacks, refreshments, and of course, ginger tea for her morning sickness.”
“How’s her morning sickness?”
“The mistress hasn’t been sick since she entered her studio. The doctor says that it might be because her mind is too focused on work that it’s not allowing her to feel sick.”
Jin Liwei nodded. “I’ll see her now. Call us when it’s time for dinner. We’ll try to eat with our godson and the others if she doesn’t get sick at the dining table.”
“Understood, sir.”
When Jin Liwei arrived at Iris’ home music studio, he found her having a shouting argument with someone via video call. He frowned. Who dared shout at his baby girl?! He peeked at the computer screen and it turned out that it was JJ, her brilliant but hotheaded music producer. Ah, no wonder.
“This is the worst possible version for this song! This instrumentation is horrid! I get that you have to change it to fit the artist we’ve chosen to sing this song but this is not a good arrangement at all! Mr. JJ, you’ve butchered my song! Change it!”
“You! What’s gotten into you today, brat?! Why are you shouting at me like a pig giving birth?!”
“You’re the one who shouted at me like a pig giving birth first!”
Jin Liwei got the gist of what the two were arguing about. His baby girl was red in the face from too much anger. It was obvious that she was in another one of her extreme mood swings. If this continued, she might start declaring war against her music producer. Steeling himself like a soldier going into the battlefield, he decided to intervene before the situation got worse.
“Love, I’m home.”
Iris stopped mid-shout and turned to glare at him for disturbing her important meeting with JJ. She was breathing hard, causing Jin Liwei to become worried about her stress level. [This novel is a contracted work with W e b n o v e l . c o m (remove spaces). If you’re not reading this chapter on W e b n o v e l, it has been stolen. It’s very discouraging to see thieves profitting from my hard work. Please support the original author, ArriaCross. Thank you! Also follow me on Instagram @arriacross]
Before she could say anything to him, he arrived in front of her and bent down from the waist to give her a firm and hot kiss on the mouth. She stiffened for about a couple of seconds before melting into the kiss. When it was over, she was still red in the face but not from anger anymore. She sighed in contentment, wrapped her arms around his waist, and leaned on him.
A loud, deliberate cough interrupted them. The couple looked at the computer monitor and saw a scowling JJ. However, Jin Liwei detected caution in the music producer’s expression. He wasn’t surprised. JJ must be taken aback by Iris’ fiery temper just now.
Even though Iris and JJ had argued many times before, she had always been able to maintain her composure and speak in an overall polite tone without raising her voice too much. It was usually only JJ who would rage like the hothead that he was. This time, however, she was unable to keep her usual composure and matched JJ’s hot temper with her own. It must be quite shocking to JJ to experience it for the first time.
She smiled at JJ, looking like she hadn’t been in a shouting match with him just seconds earlier. “My apologies for the interruption just now, Mr. JJ. Where were we again?”
JJ blinked a few times.
Jin Liwei looked around and saw a tray of some snacks. He grabbed a chocolate bar and unwrapped it before handing it to his baby girl. She beamed at him before taking a delicate bite, even closing her eyes in bliss as she savoured the sweet taste.
JJ narrowed his eyes. “Brat.”
“Yes, Mr. JJ?”
“Are you…uh, pregnant?”
She paused and turned to Jin Liwei. He was the one who replied to the music producer.
“Please keep it a secret, Mr. JJ.”
The producer’s eyes widened. He even gasped out loud. “W-what? Are you serious?!”
She subconsciously rubbed her still flat stomach while continuing to eat her chocolate bar. “Yes, I am pregnant, Mr. JJ.”
“Ah.” JJ slumped back on his seat. “I see. Now everything makes sense!”
