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

Grandma Wen patted Sang Jiu Ning's hand and said, "Ning Ning, from now on, let Aunt Chen stay at home. I'll stay with you every day and take care of your daily needs."

Grandpa Wen immediately chimed in, as if afraid of being overlooked, and earnestly added, "Me too! Add me, this old man, and the three of us will protect you and the two babies."

Listening to the two elders' back-and-forth banter, Sang Jiuning couldn't help but smile. She had been worried that she would feel awkward and reserved when meeting her grandparents for the first time, but she didn't expect the two elders to be so gentle and considerate, without any sense of distance between them.

Sang Jiuning smiled sweetly, her eyes crinkling, and whispered her thanks, "Thank you, Grandpa and Grandma."

"No need to thank me, it's all my pleasure." Grandma Wen waved her hand, then began to explain in detail to Sang Jiuning, afraid that Sang Jiuning might not be at ease, "Ningning, don't worry, Aunt Chen is not an ordinary nanny, she has a formal nutritionist certificate and specializes in preparing nutritious meals for pregnant women."

Grandpa Wen quickly added, full of confidence, "Not only that! She also has an advanced childcare worker certificate, so she's extremely experienced with children. She'll take excellent care of the baby after the birth!"

The two chatted away, one after the other, talking about everything from diet and daily care to postpartum recovery and childcare, taking care of every aspect of Sang Jiuning's life.

Sang Jiuning stood quietly to the side listening, not annoyed at all, but rather feeling sweet inside.

It feels so reassuring to be cherished and loved by my whole family like this.

Just as the two elders were getting into their conversation, Grandpa Wen suddenly slapped his forehead, as if he had remembered something important, and turned to look at Wen Zhaoci, who was standing quietly to the side.

"Xiao Ci, where's your dad? We've been back for so long, why haven't we seen him?"

Sang Jiuning subconsciously looked up at Wen Zhaoci.

Wen Zhaoci remained calm, her expression still cool and gentle, and spoke in a steady tone: "He said he prefers life in Africa and won't be coming back for the time being."

Sang Jiuning instantly understood and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Sang Jiuning knew the inside story: Wen Zhaoci's father, Wen Fengzhi, didn't actually like life in Africa; he was clearly afraid to return to China.

Polygamy is legal in Africa, and he secretly remarried there, living a carefree life.

But he knew perfectly well that once he returned to China, he would be guilty of bigamy under Chinese law.

In addition, He Anran is stubborn. If he were to return and be caught by her, she would definitely not let him off easily. He simply did not dare to take that risk.

There's also Wen Zhaozhe, Wen Zhaoci's younger brother. He went to Africa for training, and after his three-year contract expired, he went abroad to study.

In the past two years, he has toned down his previous unruly nature quite a bit, become more shrewd, and invested in opening a coffee shop. The business is doing quite well, and he can support himself without relying on his family anymore.

The two elders were probably still unaware of these complicated matters, simply assuming that their son enjoyed life abroad, and didn't ask any further questions.

As dusk fell, everyone went to rest after dinner.

Originally, Sang Jiuning planned to go back to her own room to rest, but Grandma Wen insisted on dragging her to sleep in the same room, saying that it had been a long time since it had been so lively and she wanted to have a good chat with Sang Jiuning.

Sang Jiuning couldn't resist the old man's enthusiasm and had no choice but to obediently agree.

Lying in bed, the room was quiet, but Grandma Wen was unusually excited. She turned to the side and stared at Sang Jiu Ning's lower abdomen with incredibly tender eyes.

"Ningning, do you know how big your baby is now, considering you're in your current stage of pregnancy?"

Sang Jiuning paused for a moment, then subconsciously touched her flat belly and asked curiously, "How big is it, Grandma?"

"I already checked online!" Grandma Wen smiled broadly, her voice exceptionally cheerful. "She's only been pregnant for a short time, and our little baby is already the size of a mung bean, so tiny and adorable!"

Sang Jiuning couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, her heart softening. With the anticipation of becoming a new mother, she softly said, "Then I have two mung beans in my belly now."

Grandma Wen nodded excitedly, unable to suppress her smile: "Yes, yes, yes! Two little green beans, twin babies, so wonderful, so wonderful!"

The grandmother and grandson were chatting quietly when a knocking sound came from outside the door. The knocking was slow and gentle, with a hint of grievance in it.

Grandpa's voice came through the door, soft and gentle, like an old child who couldn't get candy: "Old woman, my dear baby, I can't sleep alone. I don't feel at ease without you by my side."

Grandma Wen chuckled upon hearing this, completely ignoring him, and casually complained to Sang Jiuning, "Ignore him, don't bother with him, let him knock. He'll stop when he gets tired, and he'll fall asleep standing at the door in a bit."

Sang Jiuning couldn't help but chuckle, but looking at the elderly couple who were like children, she still felt a little embarrassed.

Sang Jiuning quickly got up, grabbed her pillow, and whispered to Grandma Wen, "Grandma, I think I'll go back to my room to sleep. I'm not used to sleeping in different beds, so I can't sleep in different places. Thank you for your help."

"Alright, alright, then go back and get some rest, don't overwork yourself." Grandma Wen didn't insist and gently instructed Sang Jiuning.

Sang Jiuning quietly left the room with her pillow in her arms. As soon as she opened the door to her bedroom, she bumped into Wen Zhaoci, who had just come out of the bathroom.

His wet black hair hung over his forehead, still dripping with tiny water droplets, and his skin appeared even whiter from the steaming hot water.

Sang Jiuning looked at him, and couldn't help but secretly sigh in her heart.

Since confirming her pregnancy with twins, Wen Zhaoci has completely entered "strict adherence to male virtues" mode, becoming ridiculously self-disciplined.

Before, I dressed however I wanted at home, and sometimes I would even wrap myself in a bath towel to cook in the kitchen, my well-defined abs peeking out from under my clothes, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

But now, they're completely wrapped up.

Even after taking a shower, she would properly wear long-sleeved pajamas and pants, and the blush-inducing sight of her abs paddling in the water was nowhere to be seen anymore.

Sang Jiuning felt a pang of regret for a second, then smiled and walked over.

Wen Zhaoci raised her hand, casually picked up a towel, and slowly and leisurely dried her hair, her movements very languid.

Sang Jiuning moved closer to him, looked up at him, and told him everything Grandma Wen had just told her, her tone filled with a little curiosity and emotion: "Honey, Grandma just told me a lot of interesting things about pregnancy. She said that when the baby is two months old, it's about the size of a broad bean; at three months, it's the size of a lemon; at four months, it's like an avocado; and at five months, it's as big as a banana."

Sang Jiuning counted on her fingers carefully, her eyes crinkling with excitement: "At six months, it's like a cantaloupe; at seven months, it's like an eggplant; at eight months, it's like a pumpkin; and at nine months, it becomes a big winter melon! Growing little by little, it's so amazing!"

Wen Zhaoci paused in drying her hair, looked down at Sang Jiuning tenderly, and softly replied, "Mm."

He knew perfectly well that he had probably already thoroughly studied all this information about pregnancy.

From the day Sang Jiuning found out she was pregnant, he stayed up every night reading pregnancy guides and parenting tips, paying more attention than anyone else. He had already memorized all of this information.

Sang Jiuning couldn't help but pout slightly, looking at him with amusement: "Honestly, I feel like we two new parents aren't excited at all?"

They were expecting twins, which should have been a huge joyous occasion, but the couple remained calm throughout. On the contrary, their grandparents were a hundred times more excited. They prepared gifts, researched information, and arranged for someone to take care of them, running around busily with joy.

Wen Zhaoci put down the towel in his hand, bent down and gently put his arm around Sang Jiuning's waist. His movements were careful, and his warm palm was pressed against Sang Jiuning's back.

He looked down at Sang Jiuning, his voice low and gentle: "It's not that we're not excited, we're just more composed."