Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 200 Killing the Cuckoo (15)

Yan Zhen, taking advantage of the original owner's low sense of worthyness and people-pleasing personality, said in a low voice, "I lost the child, which disappointed both sets of parents and you so much. How can I have the face to enjoy anything?"

“This isn’t your fault!” Fang Yihe said. “Don’t blame yourself too much.”

Yan Zhen shook his head again: "Yihe, don't try to persuade me. I always overthink when I stay at home. Let me find something to do, that way my guilt will be lessened."

Fang Yi was silent for a moment, then relented: "What do you want to do?"

"I'll go back to my old profession of baking. I don't know how to do anything else," Yan Zhen said. "I have some savings and I want to buy some equipment to open my own baking studio."

Fang Yihe thought about it and realized that his wife was not good at socializing and had a difficult personality, which was not suitable for starting a business.

It's good for her to experience setbacks; once she loses all her money, she'll behave herself.

"it is good."

*

After a month of recuperation, Yan Zhen's health had almost fully recovered, and he quickly put the opening of a baking studio on the agenda.

Finding partners, signing cooperation agreements, choosing a location, decorating, and purchasing equipment kept them extremely busy.

The partner was introduced by Aunt Wang, who takes care of Yan Zhen. Her name is Wang Jinqiu, she is 34 years old and a single mother.

Wang Jinqiu is a quiet person who doesn't talk much, but she's quick and good at making cakes and various desserts.

With her skills, she could have worked at a large dessert chain, but her daughter is in kindergarten and needs to be picked up and dropped off every day. Large chains do not allow employees to leave early, so she can only choose a personal studio with relatively flexible working hours.

After more than a month of preparation, "Wenfu Baking Studio" opened for business.

Before opening, Yanzhen made thorough preparations, spending money to attract traffic through local short videos and holding opening events. On the first day, there was a large flow of customers, and before it got dark, the bread and desserts on the shelves were sold out.

After opening, Yan Zhen was extremely busy every day.

She excels at marketing and customer management, while Wang Jinqiu has superb craftsmanship. The two of them each perform their duties, and the number of repeat customers is increasing, with daily turnover steadily growing.

In the second month after opening, Yan Zhen and Wang Jinqiu discussed it and hired two employees to help out, while also expanding the range of products they offered.

Three months have passed in the blink of an eye, and the Spring Festival is here.

After finishing the last cake order before the Lunar New Year, Yan Zhen gave her employees red envelopes for the holiday. After cleaning with Wang Jinqiu, she closed the studio door and prepared to go home. As she went out, she saw Fang Yi waiting for her outside.

He was wearing a long black coat, which made him look tall and slender. The car was parked to the side, and he was standing in front of it, holding a lollipop and teasing Wang Jinqiu's daughter.

When Fang Yihe intentionally exuded friendliness, he appeared gentle and refined. The little girl was initially timid, but she quickly approached him, took the lollipop from his hand, and gave him a sweet smile.

Fang Yihe reached out and gently rubbed her braided head, his eyes full of smiles.

After saying goodbye to Wang Jinqiu and her daughter, Yan Zhen got into Fang Yihe's car and headed to the Gao family home—it was Gao's father's birthday, and the two of them were going over for dinner.

On the way, Fang Yi asked casually, "How's your studio coming along?"

Since opening her own studio, Yan Zhen has started leaving early and returning late. Since she is not pregnant, Fang Yihe no longer needs to put in the effort to play the role of a virtuous and gentle husband as before.

In addition, he and Li Tingyi have been getting along very well lately, and the two even went on a trip under the guise of a business trip a while ago. Therefore, Fang Yihe is not paying much attention to the operation of the baking studio.

Based on Fang Yi's understanding of his wife, he originally thought that the baking studio was just a small business that would go out of business once she recovered and became pregnant again.

But today, when he came to pick her up from get off work, he watched as customers came and went in a steady stream during the half hour he waited, and he found that the studio was doing much better than he had imagined.

"It's pretty good, we've already broken even." Yan Zhen didn't hide anything. The studio's reputation and popularity were obvious to all. They also ran a promotional account with hundreds of thousands of followers on a short video platform. These things could be easily found out with a simple search.

If Fang Yihe becomes suspicious, he can check her bank account statements.

Rather than trying to hide it and arouse his suspicion, it's better to tell him frankly.

Fang Yi was taken aback: "So fast?"

It's only been a little over three months since we opened.

"I didn't expect business to be this good," Yan Zhen said excitedly. "Based on the current turnover, if nothing unexpected happens, we can expand next year."

Fang Yi was silent for a moment, then said, "If you expand the scale, you'll be even busier, and that child..."

"Don't worry," Yan Zhen reassured him. "Once I've recovered, I'll hire someone to replace me in the operations department so I can focus on preparing for pregnancy and having a healthy baby."

Fang Yihe still frowned: "What happens after the child is born?"

"I'd like to hire a nanny to take care of her."

“No, I’m not comfortable with that,” Fang Yihe said. “There are so many cases of child abuse reported in the news. It’s too dangerous to entrust the child to outsiders.”

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhen frowned deeply: "You mean..."

“One person in the family is enough to focus on their career; we’re not short of money,” Fang Yi said gently. “If you get pregnant, you can sell the studio.”

Yan Zhen sneered inwardly.

If Gao Li hadn't slapped Li Tingyi in her past life and been forced to apologize by Fang Yihe, and then been refused and Fang Yihe cut off Gao Li and her child's living expenses, Yan Zhen might have believed what this scoundrel said.

Saying they don't trust leaving the child with outsiders is just a way of saying they're afraid she'll become too successful in her career and be difficult to control later.

To put it another way, if she finds out about his affair with Li Tingyi and things get out of hand, he and Li Tingyi will no longer be able to control her.

Yan Zhen hesitated and did not immediately agree.

Seeing this, Fang Yihe pulled the car over to the side of the road, reached across the center console, and took Yan Zhen's hand, which was resting on his knee, becoming even more gentle.

"Xiao Li, you know I love children. My biggest wish in this life is to have a few children with you. Don't you want to be surrounded by your children and grandchildren when you get old?"

Yan Zhen resisted the urge to roll his eyes and revealed a hint of longing: "I want to."

“That’s it.” Fang Yi said half-jokingly, “I know it’s a bit unreasonable to ask you to return to family life during the peak of your career. If I could have children, I would have quit my job and had them myself—but I can’t have children.”

Don't worry about your standard of living declining if you give up your job. I'll regularly transfer living expenses to your account, and I'll also hire a nanny to help you take care of the baby after you give birth. If you really can't give up your career, I'll fund you to reopen your studio once the child starts school. How about that?

After this barrage of sweet talk, Yan Zhen finally nodded in agreement with a sense of "reassurance": "Okay, I'll listen to you."

However, whether or not she can get pregnant is up to her.

Seeing that she was still so soft-hearted and would obey after a little coaxing, Fang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, restarted the car, and drove towards the Gao family's house.