The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Four months felt like half a lifetime.

Zhou Huaijin lowered his head and reached out to wipe away the tears on her face. "How come you're pregnant?"

His voice was hoarse, carrying an unreal feeling as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Ye Zhenzhen almost laughed out of anger at his question: "How else could you have gotten pregnant?"

She looked up, tears still streaming down her face, and glared at him resentfully. "You don't want to admit what you did?"

Zhou Huaijin was speechless: "I...that's not what I meant..."

Zhou Chenyu, unable to bear his younger brother's idiotic remarks any longer, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "You two, stop acting out an idol drama. There are quite a few onlookers."

The two then realized that quite a few people were indeed watching them, and they walked away quickly, feeling embarrassed.

Sitting in the car, the two of them held hands tightly, their fingers intertwined, as if afraid that if they let go, the other would disappear.

Zhou Huaijin's gaze remained fixed on her protruding belly, its rounded shape resembling a small pot placed over her slender waist.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently place his hand on hers, his palm against her thin knitted dress, feeling the warm, slightly protruding curve beneath.

The next second, it felt like something inside his stomach suddenly pushed against him. It wasn't very strong, but he could clearly feel it, like a little foot kicking him from inside.

His hand jerked back as if burned, and he froze, his expression a mixture of shock and bewilderment: "It...it can actually move?"

Ye Zhenzhen looked at her with disdain, as if to say, "You've never seen the world."

Zhou Chenyu turned her head from the front row and glanced at the father, "You should be crying if you can't move."

Zhou's mother added insult to injury: "Hurry up and learn more about childcare, so you don't end up like an idiot who doesn't know anything."

Despite being repeatedly criticized, Zhou Huaijin surprisingly didn't argue back: "Fine."

Zhou's mother then asked Ye Zhenzhen, "Zhenzhen, you're getting heavier and heavier now, are you feeling any discomfort?"

Ye Zhenzhen shook her head and said with a smile, "No, Mom. I'm doing fine."

Zhou's mother looked her up and down and saw that apart from her larger belly, her arms and legs were still slender and she walked very briskly. She couldn't help but nod and said, "That's right. You don't look pregnant at all. You still have small arms and legs and are very agile. Zhouzhou works here, so you can give birth in Bin City. I'll find someone to arrange the best hospital and surgeon for you."

The family was worried, so they drove straight to the hospital.

The corridor of the special needs outpatient department of the top maternity hospital in Binzhou is quiet and spacious.

The doctor was a female department head in her fifties, very experienced, and with a gentle smile.

The lights in the ultrasound room were dim, and the image slowly appeared on the screen. Zhou Huaijin stood by the bed, holding Ye Zhenzhen's hand in one hand, while his other hand unconsciously clenched tightly.

The probe slid across her abdomen; the coupling gel was warmed, feeling pleasantly warm without any cold discomfort.

The doctor pointed to two tiny figures on the screen, a smile playing on his lips: "This is a baby boy, sleeping, his little fists clenched. Look, his nose is here, his mouth is here, and he can count his fingers on his own."

She moved the camera lens closer. "This is a baby girl. She's quite lively. Her little mouth is moving, like she's sucking her fingers. Wow, she even kicked her brother!"

On the screen, two tiny lives are curled up in the darkness, one sleeping peacefully, the other moving lively.

The outline is already very clear: a round head, a small body, and limbs curled up together.

Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but laugh, turning her head to look at the screen. Zhou Huaijin also smiled, the corners of his mouth curving upwards, his eyes holding a soft light she had never seen before.

In another two or three months, their child will be born.

After reviewing the test results, the doctor said, "Everything is fine. The fetus is developing normally, and all indicators are stable. However, the pregnant woman is still a little underweight, so I suggest she supplement her nutrition."

Zhou Huaijin tightened his grip on Ye Zhenzhen's hand, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

She's all alone abroad, she must not be eating properly to be so thin.

Ye Zhenzhen didn't feel like she had lost weight. She ate quite a lot, but she maintained a consistent level of exercise, practicing yoga and occasionally walking 10,000 steps a day, so she was in great spirits.

Compared to other pregnant women, she was considered lazy. One woman even lifted weights during her pregnancy, and apparently had a smooth delivery and recovered quickly after giving birth.

Although she had her twins delivered via premature C-section, maintaining a moderate level of exercise is beneficial for her health and figure.

She now understands why so many celebrities and socialites look like they've never given birth after having a baby—it turns out they start managing their pregnancies very carefully.

Seeing that the examination went smoothly, Zhou's mother and Zhou Chenyu were relieved. The young couple, having been separated for so long, didn't want to be a third wheel, so they didn't even return to Yuyuan Garden and went straight to Beijing.

Zhou Huaijin and Ye Zhenzhen had just reached the door when they turned back.

Ye Zhenzhen asked, somewhat puzzled, "What's wrong?"

He said, "There's a question I forgot to ask."

Ye Zhenzhen was puzzled. The child was healthy, so what could be wrong?

Zhou Huaijin pushed open the door, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke to the doctor:

"Um... excuse me, is it safe to have sex during pregnancy?"

Ye Zhenzhen's face instantly turned bright red, and she reached out and pinched him hard.

How come this person has such a thick skin now?

The doctor seemed unfazed and replied calmly, "You're in the second trimester now, the fetus is relatively stable, so it's fine. But you still need to be careful with the pressure and posture, and come to the hospital immediately if you feel unwell."

"OK, thanks."

Zhou Huaijin got the answer and left satisfied.

After Ye Zhenzhen came out, she walked ahead angrily, muttering, "Why do you ask me everything?"

Zhou Huaijin followed behind, his eyes never leaving her back, calling out to her.

"Walk slowly, be careful of your stomach."

"Important things should of course be clarified." He smiled.

"You...you can look it up online!" Ye Zhenzhen said, her face still flushed.

He, however, said, "Information online is unreliable."

Ye Zhenzhen turned around and glared at him. His eyes clearly said, "I wish I could go home right now and devour you."

Although she had thought about it, there was something more important right now—she needed to eat!

During her four months abroad, although a nanny cooked Chinese food, the meals were too healthy. She especially missed the street food stalls back home, the lively atmosphere with its smells of oil, chili peppers, and sizzling hot plates.

So she went straight to the night market.

Stinky tofu is a must-try!

Zhou Huaijin stopped her abruptly: "No, pregnant women can't eat this. The internet says the pickling process isn't clean."

Ye Zhenzhen then turned to mala tang (a type of spicy hot pot), but was stopped again: "No, the internet says mala tang has a lot of additives."

She walked towards the fried chicken, but before she could speak, she was cut off: "No, the internet says fried chicken might contain—"

Ye Zhenzhen stomped her foot angrily: "They say it online! Who was it that just said online information is unreliable?!"

Zhou Huaijin remained unfazed: "It's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't."

Ye Zhenzhen gritted her teeth and glared at him: "You're so annoying!"

"I just got back and you're already controlling me like this! I'm not eating anything! I'll starve myself, starve your son and daughter, and let you taste what it's like to lose a loved one!"