Mr. President Begs for Remarriage After Seeing Our Kids

"I haven't divorced you yet!"

Yan Xi, frail and slender, was tightly wrapped in the man's suit jacket, making her appear even more delicate.

Yu Siting gripped the suit jacket tightly, his deep, intense eyes faintly tinged with anger.

No man would tolerate his wife flirting with another man in front of him, and today, Yan Xi crossed his bottom line.

"I understand."

Yan Xi tugged slightly at the suit jacket, and Yu Siting frowned but released his grip.

She gently pursed her red lips, her beautiful eyes lowered, not looking at his face at the moment, and walked past him.

Her careless tone irritated Yu Siting, and he furrowed his brow, tugging at his tie and turning to Aunt Lin with a cold command.

"Make her something to eat!"

At tonight's dinner party, Yan Xi had been busy marketing the Yan Family's land, not touching her chopsticks the entire night.

Aunt Lin immediately responded, "Yes, young master."

Yan Xi went upstairs into the bedroom, tossed Yu Siting's jacket on the couch, and headed straight into the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, Aunt Lin had already prepared a midnight snack.

"Young Madam, the young master said you didn't eat much tonight, so I've made you some late-night food."

Yan Xi paused, then opened the bedroom door and walked out.

She now had a child in her stomach, and even without an appetite, she had to eat something.

When she went downstairs, Yu Siting was nowhere in sight.

She also did not inquire.

The surgery for Zhao Xue'er was finally set for three days later.

As the director was devising the surgical plan, Yu Siting listened in.

Yan Xi was directly appointed by the director as Zhao Xue'er's chief surgeon, "Dr. Yan, since you joined the hospital, you've performed similar surgeries thousands of times; you have rich experience; I believe you will also successfully complete Miss Zhao's surgery."

"The grading and promotion for the second half of the year, at that time, I'll share some experience from veterans."

Yan Xi frowned slightly, closed the patient's medical record in her hand, and looked up at Yu Siting, speaking slowly.

"If you want me to take on this surgery, Mr. Yu, can you stay behind so we can talk privately?"

Zhao Xue'er looked innocent and quietly sat next to Yu Siting. Seeing Yan Xi specifically asking Yu Siting to stay, her eyes showed a bit of confusion and perplexity.

"What about me?"

Yan Xi did not respond.

Yu Siting looked at her calmly and soothingly said.

"You go and wait for me outside."

Zhao Xue'er then nodded, slowly rising from her seat and leaving with a glance back every three steps.

The director and his team also followed suit and left, leaving only Yu Siting and Yan Xi in the large conference room.

Yan Xi wore a pristine white lab coat, her black hair meticulously coiled at the back of her head, adding a touch of dignity and solemnity to her persona.

Yu Siting merely glanced at her and then looked away.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Yan Xi looked down at Zhao Xue'er's medical report. The difficulty of Zhao Xue'er's surgery was not high; she did not understand why Yu Siting insisted on her involvement in Zhao Xue'er's surgery.

Yet, if they were adamant, Yan Xi naturally would also propose some conditions.

"I can perform the surgery for Miss Zhao, but I have a condition."

Yu Siting lifted his eyelids, his profound eyes briefly fixing on Yan Xi, and before she could state her demand, he spoke indifferently.

"Yan Family?"

Yan Xi nodded.

Yu Siting looked at Yan Xi, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting in a smile that did not reach his eyes, and his tone carried a hint of mockery.

"Dr. Yan, you think too highly of yourself."

A minor surgery, and she wanted him to help the Yan Family.

Yan Xi remained calm, facing his mockery with slightly lowered eyes, showing no emotion.

"Mr. Yu, you are giving too much importance to Miss Zhao. You insist that I operate on her, this small request, I believe you wouldn't refuse."

Yan Xi stood up and left the meeting room after speaking.

Zhao Xue'er had been waiting at the door the entire time and greeted Yan Xi with a smile as she came out.

"Doctor Yan..."

Yan Xi returned the smile to Zhao Xue'er, but her smile was particularly insincere.

"If President Yu loves you enough, he will definitely agree to my terms. Miss Zhao, you don't have to worry too much."

Behind her,

Yu Siting's voice was heard.

"Fine."

"I agree to your terms. If anything goes wrong with her surgery in three days, you are well aware of the consequences."

Yu Siting glanced at her coldly.

Yan Xi smiled with the corner of her lips, "Mr. Yu, rest assured, I'm not only able to smoothly perform this surgery for Miss Zhao but also save her uterus and allow you to 'have two children within three years'!"

Yu Siting's eyes darkened, and he gave her a complicated look before striding away.

Zhao Xue'er was momentarily stunned, glanced at Yan Xi, then turned her gaze towards Yu Siting and followed him.

"Siting, what conditions did you agree to with Doctor Yan?"

Yu Siting must really love her!

Yan Xi watched them leave and slightly lifted the corners of her lips in a self-mocking smile, then turned and returned to her office.

She had just sat down when a call from Yan Ruyu came in.

"I heard from Xicheng that he took you to a social event last night. The contract for the land in Southern Suburb has been drafted. Thank you for your efforts."

Her sister's tone was unusually gentle when she spoke to her, and Yan Xi softly hummed in response with a slight press of her lips.

Yan Ruyu was silent for a few seconds before speaking again.

"How have you and Yu Siting been during this time?"

Yan Xi bit the corner of her lip, took a deep breath, and said leisurely, "It's fine, we don't need to divorce for now."

Yan Ruyu laughed coldly.

"I heard that Yu Siting's first love has returned to the country. He has always believed that you collaborated with the old lady of the Yu Family to force them to break up. He can't resent his grandmother, so he takes it out on you."

Yan Ruyu's words were precise, and Yan Xi felt a tightness in her heart, her expression stiffening.

"Sister, I…"

She had just begun to speak when Yan Ruyu interrupted her.

"These past three years, you haven't made him fall in love with you. Now that woman is back, and your situation will only become more difficult."

"I have already found you a capable divorce lawyer specializing in marriage. If a man is gone, you can find another; if money is gone, it's really gone. Yan Xi, be sensible."

"I still have tasks at the company, and I will need to attend another social event soon, hanging up now."

Yan Ruyu didn't give Yan Xi any chance to respond and hung up the phone.

Yan Xi sighed, put away her phone, and rubbed her temples, feeling irritable yet finding Yan Ruyu's words painfully reasonable, to the point where she couldn't even find an excuse to rebut.

She patted her cheeks to clear her mind a bit and then immersed herself in her work.

She had two surgeries to handle in the afternoon, and Yan Xi needed to devote her full attention.

Fortunately, the surgeries today were not too difficult, and after coming out from the operating room, her assistant handed her a special drink to replenish body functions.

Yan Xi waved her hand, declining.

These energizing drinks were not good for the fetus.

She had thought it through; this child, she was going to keep it to continue the family line.

She slowly walked towards her office and from afar saw Zhao Xue'er sitting on a chair outside her office.

She looked relaxed, and despite wearing a patient's garb, showed no signs of illness and unexpectedly radiated a lively vibe.

No wonder Yu Siting liked her so much.

When Zhao Xue'er saw her, she immediately smiled, stood up, and walked towards her, her cheeks slightly flushed and said somewhat bashfully.

"Doctor Yan, I had asked other doctors before; they all said that this surgery might affect my future fertility."

"What you said earlier to Siting, about guaranteeing a successful surgery and 'having two children within three years,' is it true?"