pertwk Chapter 306 Going to accept an award while heavily pregnant? That's too much!
Chapter 306 Going to accept an award while heavily pregnant? That's too much!
After the two reached an agreement, Xishan Fortress instantly switched to the highest level of combat readiness.
The once tranquil manor was now bustling with activity as various groups moved about efficiently. Lin Zhou stood in the command center, his gaze sweeping over the complex logistics data on the screens, his expression serious, as if he were not there to receive an award, but to launch a grand transoceanic expedition.
"Young Master, all the security details have been rehearsed three times, and there is absolutely no chance of anything going wrong."
Old Chen rubbed his hands excitedly, his wrinkled face beaming with a proud glory.
Meanwhile, the media outside the country had already gone completely crazy.
"Mandarin pop diva Su Qingge, seven months pregnant, is confirmed to personally attend the Grammy Awards ceremony!"
This news was like a raging hurricane, sweeping across the headlines of major social media platforms around the world in just a few hours.
Domestic fans were both heartbroken and excited, while paparazzi around the world, like sharks smelling blood, began to gather frantically in Los Angeles.
"That's incredibly dedicated! Seven months pregnant and still flying halfway around the world to receive an award?"
"As expected of Goddess Su, her level of dedication is simply outrageous."
Despite the commotion outside, Lin Zhou simply snorted. He had only one requirement for his subordinates: absolute comfort.
To alleviate Su Qingge's physical burden, Lin Zhou even mobilized the Lin Group's most advanced technology laboratory.
It was a special dress; its surface appeared to be a shimmering, deep purple silk, but in reality, it contained an ingeniously embedded micro-pulse temperature control system.
It can stably maintain the temperature of Su Qingge's body surface, and even at the waist of the dress, a set of lightweight, ergonomic invisible maternity support is designed.
This system can naturally distribute the weight of the abdomen, so that Su Qingge does not feel any burden even when standing.
"Honey, try walking a few steps and see if there's anything that's too tight?"
Lin Zhou squatted down and carefully helped Su Qingge tidy up the sensor connector under her skirt.
Su Qingge looked down at this usually arrogant man, who now resembled the most professional tailor, and a warm, sweet feeling welled up in her heart.
She tried taking a few steps, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes.
"Lin Zhou, is there an anti-gravity device inside this outfit? I can't even feel my back pain anymore."
"Anti-gravity is science fiction; this is top-notch industrial design."
Lin Zhou raised an eyebrow with pride, his eyes full of confidence that came from his powerful strength.
Just then, the bedroom door was violently pushed open.
Nuonuo ran in carrying two gorgeous little dresses, her face full of confusion.
"Daddy! Mommy! Nuonuo wants to go to Los Angeles too!"
The little one's voice was clear and crisp, and her two chubby little hands waved the hem of her skirt energetically.
"Nuonuo is going to cheer on her little brother! And she's going to get that shiny little microphone for her mom!"
Having been exposed to it for a long time, Nuonuo innocently calls the Grammy trophy a "little microphone".
Looking at his daughter's serious expression, Lin Zhou's heart was instantly touched.
"Yes! Of course we'll go! The whole family will go, not one can be left out!"
Lin Zhou picked up Nuonuo and gave her a loud kiss on the cheek.
"Has Nuonuo made her choice? Which dress is the prettiest?"
Nuonuo spread the two dresses on the bed and began her analysis solemnly.
"This pink one has pretty sequins, but this blue one has a long tail, like the Snow Queen..."
The little guy paced back and forth by the bed, struggling to choose his "accompanying prize" equipment.
His serious demeanor was even more meticulous than Su Qingge's choice of her main dress.
Su Qingge sat to the side, watching her husband and daughter bickering, and the slight tension she had felt earlier completely dissipated.
She touched her swollen belly and murmured softly.
"Baby, look, our whole family is with you."
Lin Zhou turned his head, his gaze tenderly fixed on his wife.
"Are you ready, my queen?"
"Ready, Mr. Family Member."
Su Qingge smiled, and in that instant, her radiance was enough to make all the gems in the world pale in comparison.
The private jet "Lin's One" roared through the clouds and sped toward Los Angeles across the ocean.
Lin Zhou whimsically converted the cabin into a luxurious rest cabin, and even equipped it with a professional obstetrics and gynecology nursing team.
Su Qingge leaned back in the specially designed physiotherapy chair, enjoying Lin Zhou's professional hand massage.
"Lin Zhou, you don't need to be so nervous. The doctor said the pregnancy is stable."
"What the doctor says is the doctor's opinion; what I see is my own."
While Lin Zhou was carefully pressing the acupoints, he retorted domineeringly.
"On my turf, you have to listen to me."
The flight of more than ten hours passed in the blink of an eye.
As the plane taxied onto the runway at Los Angeles Private International Airport, the view outside the window left Su Qingge in awe.
Looking out through the bulletproof car window, the entire outer passage of the airport had been completely and violently blocked by a dense crowd.
Thousands of fans flew in from all over the world, holding up huge light boards and chanting Su Qingge's name wildly.
"Su Qingge! A Beacon of Chinese Language Education!"
"Su! We will always love you!"
The tsunami-like sound was still awe-inspiring, even through thick soundproof glass.
Outside the fan group, hundreds of paparazzi with exaggeratedly long telephoto lenses were shining their flashes like an eerie thunderstorm.
Lin Zhou looked at the chaotic and frenzied scene outside the window, and his face instantly turned cold.
That lazy, family-like demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, ruthless decisiveness.
"Old Chen, tell the local security team that I don't want any cameras within three meters of Madam."
Lin Zhou buttoned up his suit jacket deftly, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"Anyone who dares to lay a hand on me will be crippled."
"Understood, young master, the 'Kirin' squad is in position."
The car door opened heavily.
Lin Zhou stepped out of the car first. His sharp, dark black bespoke suit, combined with his cold eyes, instantly silenced the previously noisy environment.
The pomp and circumstance unique to top godfathers swept across the entire airport plaza in an instant.
He turned around gracefully and reached his hand into the carriage.
Su Qingge took his hand and gracefully stepped out of the car.
Although she was clearly pregnant, under Lin Zhou's powerful aura, she did not appear bloated at all; instead, she possessed a sacred and domineering beauty.
"Wow--!"
The fans' screams exploded wildly once again.
Lin Zhou didn't speak, but coldly put his arm around his wife's waist and strode through the crowd surrounded by dozens of black-clad assassins.
At that moment, all the cameras trembled slightly from the extreme shock.
"Mr. Lin, are you confident that Ms. Su will win the award?"
A clueless reporter tried to break through the defenses.
Lin Zhou didn't even turn his head, but coldly uttered a single word.
"roll."
That extreme arrogance and absolute control plunged the entire street into a state of oppressive awe.
Su Qingge looked at the man beside her who had shielded her from all the storms of life, and a faint smile curved her lips.
Los Angeles, here we come!
And the peak of this journey has only just begun.
"Lin Zhou, you look really fierce."
"If we're not tough on them, they won't know who's in charge here."