He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

The first thing that welled up in my heart was extreme heartache.

Wen Zhaoci only realized last night that her period was several days late.

He strode forward, reached out and gently pulled the soft, small person into his arms, his palm lightly touching her back, soothing her tense emotions.

In fact, over the past few years, the two have occasionally chatted about children.

Sang Jiuning has always had a go-with-the-flow attitude; whether something happens or not, she doesn't force it.

But when the unexpected arrival of the new life finally came, she panicked instantly.

She had never been involved in childcare before, and the thought of bringing a new life into the world and raising a child herself filled her with trepidation. She was afraid that she would be clumsy and inexperienced, unable to teach her child well, and unable to provide the best companionship and education.

Wen Zhaoci understood her thoughts perfectly. She gently stroked the top of her head with her fingertips, relieving her of all her worries: "Don't be afraid. Mu Ze already has three children, and Shi Yan and Shang Yu also have two children each. They are very experienced."

He lowered his head and touched her temples, smiling faintly, "If all else fails, after the child is born, we can have them help us take care of and teach the baby for a few years."

Sang Jiuning looked up at him, her eyes full of surprise: "You're so willing to part with that? That's your child."

Wen Zhaoci tightened his arms, holding her even closer: "It doesn't matter what happens to the baby, what I miss most is you. As long as you're by my side, that's enough."

From beginning to end, what he cared about was never the child, but Sang Jiuning, who was carrying the child. Pregnancy is hard, and childbirth is even more painful; he didn't want her to go through those things.

But it's too late to say anything now. I had the despicable thought of getting her pregnant back then, but now that she's pregnant, I feel really bad.

Sang Jiuning felt a warmth in her heart, nestled in his arms and smiled softly, her eyes crinkling with anticipation: "That won't do, I can't bear to."

She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a young girl's beautiful dreams for the future, and whispered her plans: "I hope my first child is a son, and I want to raise a super handsome little boy."

Wen Zhaoci lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Okay, whatever you like is fine."

He fulfilled all her wishes.

The next morning, just as the morning light streamed into the living room through the villa's floor-to-ceiling windows, the sound of cars parking could be heard outside.

Sang Jiuning was still lounging on the sofa, lazily playing on her phone, when the door was pushed open before she could react.

Fu Xulan and Sang Tingyan walked in carrying large and small gift bags, their hands full of tonics, fruits, and all sorts of nutritional supplements, piled high with them.

When Sang Jiuning saw her parents, she sat up straight, feeling a little guilty.

She had just found out she was pregnant at the hospital yesterday and was still in a daze when her parents, who were so well-informed, came to her door the very next day.

Fu Xulan quickly placed the items on the coffee table, turned around, picked up the clean, sweet and sour apricots from the fruit plate, and walked briskly to Sang Jiuning, her face showing both heartache and joy.

"Ningning, you're pregnant and you didn't tell the family at all?" Fu Xulan said, stuffing apricots into her hand. "Our son-in-law is so thoughtful. Xiao Ci told your dad and me right away, otherwise we would have been kept in the dark."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sang Jiuning suddenly felt nauseous.

The pregnancy symptoms came on so suddenly; her mother must have had the ability to predict the future.

She quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, her brows furrowed slightly, her chest felt tight, and she blinked uncomfortably.

Before she could speak, she quickly took a bite of the sour apricot in her hand. The sour taste instantly suppressed the nausea that was surging within her, and it took her a long time to recover from the discomfort.

After catching her breath, Sang Jiuning looked at her mother's anxious expression and said in a slightly embarrassed voice, "Mom, don't worry about me. You and Dad have already made travel plans, so don't cancel them because of me. Just go and have fun."

She genuinely felt it was unnecessary.

Upon hearing this, Fu Xulan immediately frowned and retorted, "This is a small matter? Marriage and pregnancy are major life events for a girl! You have absolutely no experience; how can I feel at ease without someone watching over you?"

After saying that, Fu Xulan didn't give Sang Jiuning a chance to refute at all, and directly turned to the servants in the villa and loudly gave them orders.

"Aunt Liu, Uncle Liu, get moving!"

"Check every corner of the house carefully—the living room, stairs, bedrooms, balcony—and lay down non-slip mats everywhere! Wrap anti-collision strips around all the furniture with sharp corners; there can't be any risk of bumps or knocks!"

Aunt Liu quickly responded, replying respectfully, "Yes, Madam, I will take people to make the arrangements immediately."

Fu Xulan had thought of everything very thoroughly, and added, "And the villa next door to your brother's house also needs to be decorated the same way as yours."

Sang Jiuning: "My sister-in-law is pregnant too?"

Fu Xulan: No, you still need to take precautions when you visit other people's homes.

As Wang Ma worked, she sincerely exclaimed, "Madam is so thoughtful, taking care of the safety of the young mistress and the baby in every possible way."

Fu Xulan looked at the orderly and busy servants, then looked down at her daughter, who still had a bit of childishness and a soft face, and dared not relax for a moment.

As night quietly fell and the servants finished their tasks, the villa fell silent.

After taking a shower, Sang Jiuning, dressed in soft pajamas, nestled obediently in Wen Zhaoci's warm embrace, leaning against his firm chest and listening to his steady, powerful heartbeat.

Only one warm yellow nightlight was on in the room.

After agonizing over a question all day, Sang Jiuning finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Honey, there's something I can't figure out."

Wen Zhaoci lowered his head, his fingertips gently stroking the top of her soft hair, his voice low and deep: "What is it, wife? Speak."

Sang Jiuning frowned slightly, her face full of doubt: "We've always been careful with contraception, we've never skipped a single time, how could she suddenly get pregnant?"

She was really puzzled.

The two of them were always extra careful, so how did she suddenly get pregnant?

Wen Zhaoci looked down at the confused and bewildered little girl in his arms, silently calculating the time in his mind. After a few seconds, he parted his thin lips slightly and said, "It should be the time on our wedding night."

A single sentence can awaken someone from a dream.

Sang Jiuning suddenly had a flash of inspiration and immediately matched the time.

She blinked her wet eyes, suddenly realizing, nodded gently, and muttered softly, "It seems that really is... After graduation, there was only that one time when I didn't make you wear a wig."

After saying that, she looked up at the man in front of her with a hint of admiration and a little shyness in her eyes, and softly complained, "I really didn't expect you to be so amazing, you got it on the first try."

Looking at her reddened earlobes, Wen Zhaoci's heart softened. He reached out and pulled her closer into his arms, holding her tightly in his embrace and protecting her completely.

The next moment, he casually uttered a sentence that completely stunned Sang Jiuning.

"Then I'll go to the hospital tomorrow to get my tubal ligated."

Sang Jiuning: "???"