Gu Weiwei smelled the sour aroma, and the nausea she had just felt disappeared. She finally felt hungry.

I barely ate anything at noon, but now that I've sat down, I haven't stopped eating.

"This soup would be better if it were a bit more sour and spicy."

Qiao Lin placed the packed vinegar and chili peppers on the table, then watched as she added them in.

Yuan Meng took a bite, but was so sour that she put down her chopsticks and decided to go out and find something to eat later.

"People say sour foods mean a boy and spicy foods mean a girl. You're eating both sour and spicy foods, what are you pregnant with?"

As she spoke, she curiously examined her stomach.

Although the doctor's words were quite alarming, the fact that her pregnancy symptoms were so obvious meant that the fetus was developing normally.

If there were a real problem, there wouldn't be such a strong reaction.

Gu Weiwei started experiencing morning sickness in the morning and didn't have a proper meal until evening.

He ate a large portion of rice and drank a whole bowl of sour and spicy soup.

Then, he was holding a glass of lemonade and drinking it.

"By the way, we'll be adjusting the filming schedule starting tomorrow. We'll begin filming at 8 a.m. and wrap up at 7 p.m.

Filming is important, but right now, the little one in my belly is more important.

The doctor repeatedly told me that I shouldn't overwork myself recently, so I had to reduce my working hours and stop working so hard from early morning to late at night.

“Okay, I’ll inform them in a bit.” Qiao Lin nodded and instructed, “For now, let’s stick to your plan. If you feel uncomfortable during filming, stop immediately. Your health is the most important thing right now.”

"I know, it's going to be hard on you all," Gu Weiwei said helplessly.

"Also, from now on, if you can sit, don't stand; if you can lie down, don't sit." After Yuan Meng finished speaking, she turned to Qiao Lin and said, "Tomorrow, have someone buy a more comfortable chair. The folding chair on set is no longer usable."

“Okay, I’ll have someone buy it first thing tomorrow morning,” Qiao Lin agreed.

Gu Weiwei checked the time and said to the two of them.

"It's getting late, I need to rest. You should all go back and rest too."

Qiao Lin tidied up the table and left.

Gu Weiwei washed her face and came out, only to see Yuan Meng still lounging on her sofa.

"Is there anything else?"

“Starting today, I’ll share a room with you.” Yuan Meng yawned and said with her eyes closed, “This one in your belly is too precious. If I don’t take good care of it, I won’t be able to afford to compensate Fu Hanzheng when he comes looking for me.”

Gu Weiwei knew that she meant well, worried that she might fall or get hurt if she lived alone and there would be no one around.

"Then you don't have to sleep on the sofa, right?"

"The sofa is fine. I'll sleep on your bed. If I accidentally bump into your stomach while turning over, that would be terrible." Yuan Meng tucked the blanket around her and waved her hand. "Speak up if you need anything. I'm going to sleep now."

Gu Weiwei turned off the light, went back to bed, and lay down. Once she calmed down, she was too excited to fall asleep.

While touching her belly, she prayed that the baby would be healthy so that she could share the surprise with Fu Hanzheng next week.

He was so resistant to having a child at first, she really couldn't imagine what his feelings and expression would be after he found out they were having a child.

However, thinking about my recent carelessness, I felt a mixture of joyful sympathy and hidden worry.

She was preparing to get pregnant, but she didn't. Then, unexpectedly, she became pregnant.

Yuan Meng was absolutely right; it didn't come when I wanted it, but it came when I didn't want it.