Zhang Lan smiled and said, "Wanqiu, I learned how to make soft cakes at the workshop today. I specially saved a few for you. Try them after dinner. If you like them, I'll make more for you tomorrow."

Looking at the steaming food on the table and her family members' concern, Lin Wanqiu's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of fish, and slowly put it in her mouth. The tenderness of the fish, mixed with her family's love, spread across her tongue, turning into a warm current that flowed into her heart.

That evening, Shen Tingzhou sat by the bed, reading the pregnancy and childbirth manual to Lin Wanqiu. Under the lamplight, his profile was sharply defined, his eyes focused and gentle. Lin Wanqiu nestled in his arms, listening to his deep voice, and gradually drifted off to sleep. In her drowsy state, she felt Shen Tingzhou gently tuck her in, then place a soft kiss on her forehead, whispering, "Goodnight, Wanqiu, goodnight, our baby."

Lin Wanqiu fell into a deep sleep with a smile on her lips. She dreamed that she was holding a chubby, white baby, with Shen Tingzhou standing beside her, his face full of smiles. Grandma Shen and Zhang Lan were around her, handing the baby toys and snacks. Nian'an also came over and gently touched her little brother's hand. The family was happy and harmonious, and laughter filled the whole yard.

Moonlight streamed through the window, bathing the two of them in a gentle, serene glow. Shen Tingzhou gazed at the sleeping Lin Wanqiu, carefully taking her hand in his. He silently vowed that no matter what difficulties they faced, he would protect her and their child, ensuring their eternal happiness and never letting them suffer any more injustice. He knew that the arrival of this child was not only the fruit of their love but also a new hope for their family. He would dedicate his life to protecting this loving home.