After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future

About half an hour later, Wang Chuting completed the full set of examinations and came out with the medical report. Her face couldn't hide the happiness as she nodded heavily at Lu Liang: "It's five and a half weeks, and it's a boy."

Ordinary hospitals do not disclose the fetus's gender, fearing that families with a preference for boys over girls might terminate the pregnancy.

But this is not a problem here. Only people with power and influence come for prenatal checkups, and as long as it's over four weeks, the gender can be known.

She was very happy that it was a boy because Lu Liang's first child was a girl, and her child would be the eldest son.

Old Meng was the first to react, smiling broadly and bowing slightly: "Congratulations, Mr. Lu."

Lu Liang's face also couldn't hide his joy, and he quickly walked to Wang Chuting: "Did you happen to have a full-body checkup as well?"

Five and a half weeks, calculating backward, it was the end of December, when he had just returned from Tokyo, and indeed during that time, there was a lot of activity.

Dean Chen wore a wide smile and said: "Mr. Lu, Miss Wang is quite healthy, just a slight case of low blood sugar."

Upon hearing this, Lu Liang gave her a hard glare, and Wang Chuting pouted: "I know, I won't diet for weight loss anymore."

Dean Chen smiled as he handed over his business card: "Mr. Lu, Miss Wang just needs to come in for a check every two weeks."

"Thank you, Dean Chen, I fear we'll trouble you more in the future." Lu Liang put away his demeanor and smiled warmly.

"Mr. Lu, you speak too highly; it's an honor for our hospital."

Dean Chen chuckled, his old face blossoming into a smile.

After a few polite exchanges, Lu Liang took Wang Chuting away from the hospital, saying goodbye to Meng Changkun before leaving.

On the drive back, Lu Liang suddenly asked: "What are your plans now? How about focusing on prenatal care?"

"No way."

Wang Chuting shook her head firmly, rejecting the idea; she was currently experiencing a career upswing, and her studio had just been established.

If she were to stop now for pregnancy care, all her previous efforts would be in vain. Given the current pace of internet evolution, she would be forgotten by the public in less than two months.

Seeing Lu Liang's unhappy expression, she quickly softened her tone: "As soon as I start showing, I'll begin resting."

Seeing him still unmoved, she pleaded: "Please, I beg you, it's only been five and a half weeks, there's at least thirty more weeks to go, seven and a half months of time; surely you can't expect me to start resting now."

"Can I or can't I~~"

Wang Chuting pouted, using her ultimate move: she lifted her long leg over the center console, landing it in Lu Liang's lap.

Even though she possibly knew she was pregnant and gave up her beloved high heels, today she wore pantyhose.

Her jeans, torn and tattered, revealed black stockings underneath; the nylon was sheer, revealing colored nails and her tender, pink toes.

"I'm driving; watch the influence." Lu Liang slapped her calf, causing Wang Chuting to quickly retract her foot in pain.

She caressed her belly, lamenting: "Baby, your dad is so harsh. He just found out about you, and he already hit your mom."

Lu Liang chuckled angrily and sighed: "Get some rest regularly, don't stay up all night anymore. If there's any problem you can't solve, just call me."

Wang Chuting instantly brightened, caressing her belly again and whispering: "Baby, you know? Hitting is affection, scolding is love; Daddy still likes Mommy very much."

Lu Liang gave her a sideways glance and said with no small amount of exasperation: "Can you not be so pretentious?"

Wang Chuting giggled: "It's rare to be able to act out, why not seize the opportunity and do it thoroughly?"

Lu Liang laughed: "I think you might be mistaken."

"Mistaken about what?"

Lu Liang whispered: "Because you're pregnant, that's why you have the opportunity to act out."

"I know."

Taking advantage of a red light, Wang Chuting squinted happily as she wrapped her arms around Lu Liang's neck and gave him a big kiss: "In fact, I always knew."

Lu Liang, despite his playboy habits, always valued his feelings. Only by establishing a relationship with him first could one have the chance to be the child's mother and have the space to show a bit of temper.

If their relationship were always unclear, she wouldn't even have the opportunity to become the child's mother. Upon discovery, that moment would be the end of their relationship.

Otherwise, after wandering the flowers for years, he wouldn't have just one daughter and now the son she's carrying.

For a man who has been divorced, it is impossible to bind him with traditional family values.

"Stop kissing, your face is covered in lipstick, and I have to go to the office later." Lu Liang pushed her away teasingly, a smile tugging at the corners of his eyes.

He liked Wang Chuting's intelligence; talking with her felt effortless. As long as she wasn't given the slightest chance to become official, she was well-behaved and understanding.

"I'll kiss, I'll kiss..." Wang Chuting puckered her red lips, branding his cheek with red lipstick marks until a car horn sounded from behind.

Not long after, they returned to the Skyline Garden community.

Lu Liang parked the car at the entrance, as he had some matters to attend to and didn't plan to go in: "Take good care of yourself, and if the studio needs staff, go ahead and hire without hesitation."

"OK, got it." Wang Chuting closed her eyes and slightly puckered her red lips, muttering: "I've kissed you so many times, don't you plan to politely kiss back?"

Lu Liang cupped her face; after kissing, he gave a little bite: "Satisfied now?"

"Bye-bye~~"

Wang Chuting smiled radiantly, got out of the car with satisfaction, watching Lu Liang drive away.

She wasn't sure before, but now she was sure she held a place in Lu Liang's heart.

That's enough.

Half an hour later, Lu Liang arrived at Zhangjiang Science Park, where the new car design consultant, Little Wang, had been waiting for a while.

Throughout the entire Spring Festival, the people at the Zhangjiang Science Park Company hadn't taken a break, fully preparing for the final version.

This time, it featured the second generation of Nen De Qilin, the newest version of the Tianxing OS 2.15, and the Newt high-frequency motor.

Prior flaws like hidden door handles and non-removable displays had already been addressed.

"Every day, you should wipe your face." Little Wang looked at him disdainfully, handing Lu Liang a wet wipe from the car.

"Didn't I wipe it clean?" Lu Liang chuckled; he thought he'd wiped it pretty clean during his inspection.

"Behind your ears, and your chin."

"Let's go, take a look."

Lu Liang walked while wiping his face, taking Little Wang into the warehouse.

Unlike last time, in the back of the warehouse, there was a newly assembled workshop so obscure that he couldn't see what was happening inside.

Zhang Peiqiang sighed: "Mr. Bo En specifically requested it; he's guarding against us like we're thieves."

Lu Liang asked: "What's the current progress on the chassis tuning?"

"Unlike traditional fuel cars, electric cars, due to having batteries at the center, provide stability front and back."

Liao Jie replied: "Mr. Bo En's team estimates they will be done half a month early, then move on to tuning the SUV."

Lu Liang squinted at the workshop; with only a month left, it was time to use some unconventional means.

He suddenly glanced at Little Wang, who shivered subconsciously and quickly turned to look at Lu Liang: "Are you plotting against me again?"

"You must have persecution paranoia."

Lu Liang grinned, wrapping an arm around Little Wang's shoulder: "Mr. Wang, satisfied with these improvements?"

"Alright, I guess."

Little Wang, dubious, refocused on the car's color and interior: "How many colors do you plan to offer?"

"Three interior options, seven color choices."

As Lu Liang spoke, he suddenly pulled Little Wang aside: "Brother, could you do me a favor?"

"Damn, you said you weren't plotting against me."

Little Wang cursed and grumbled, then asked: "What do you need?"

"Do you know how much it cost me to tune two cars?" Lu Liang sighed.

"Can you cut the chatter, please?"

Little Wang's face was full of disdain, knowing Lu Liang had something dirty planned, so he got ready beforehand.

Lu Liang chuckled: "See those people in the workshop? I'll deal with the boss; the others are up to you."

"What can I do about it?" Little Wang was puzzled.

"Aren't eating, drinking, and having fun your specialties? Make it fun, make it exciting, so enjoyable they won't want to leave."

Lu Liang beamed, excluding Lautburn, with General Motors' technical team totaling 18 people.

As long as 15 of them stayed, the chance of successfully inviting Lautburn would be very high.

They came neatly and left with only a quarter remaining; what would the team leader feel?

It's just a value of 110 million US dollars in equity options, with an annual dividend of more than 8 million; it's not something he can't afford.

Little Wang grumbled: "Using me as a pimp again?"

"Don't put it so bluntly." Lu Liang laughed, flattering Little Wang: "This is promoting international exchange and making amends for the upcoming broken friendship between the two countries. You'll be a great man."

"Broken?" Little Wang was puzzled.

"Don't ask so much. Will you do it or not?"

Little Wang sighed: "I'll think of something."