The situation briefly spiraled out of control, but a production manager quickly helped her up and had someone call her assistant.

"Huahua, how are you? Are you feeling unwell?" The assistant rushed over in a panic, personally helping her to a chair. Her gaze fell on her stomach, and her worry was written all over her face.

Jiang Hua wanted to comfort her assistant, but her stomach was really hurting. Feeling helpless, she grabbed her assistant's hand and pleaded, "Please, take me to the hospital."

The assistant knew what was important and what wasn't. If the pregnancy was disturbed, it would be a real problem. Especially since the crew was helping to call a doctor, it would be better for them to go themselves and temporarily cover up the fact that they were pregnant.

No sooner had Jiang Hua left than Xiao Lan immediately texted Jiang Shiwan, telling her the name of the hospital she had overheard.

"You've worked so hard, Xiaolan. I'll definitely treat you well when you finish filming. I've already ordered that Bulgari jewelry set according to your preferences. I have other things to do, so I can't talk to you anymore." Jiang Shiwan comforted Xiaolan and made a promise before having someone follow her to the hospital.

Jiang Hua stroked her lower abdomen, her face still slightly pale, and nodded from time to time as she listened to the doctor's instructions.

"Pregnant women need to rest. This is just a lingering effect of the fever. Go back and rest well. Remember not to have extreme emotional fluctuations. Make sure your nutrition is balanced. If I'm not mistaken, you definitely haven't been eating properly. You're eating for two now. Even if not for yourself, you have to force yourself to eat for the baby's sake."

Listening to the doctor's nagging, the assistant quickly agreed on Jiang Hua's behalf: "You're right, I'll take her home right away, thank you, doctor!"

There were still patients, and the nurses escorted them out, murmuring to themselves as they looked at Jiang Hua's profile: "Her lips and facial contours look so familiar."

Although Jiang Hua was wearing a mask and sunglasses, fully disguised, she was still a public figure, so it was normal for the nurses to notice. However, she was just talking to herself and about to call the next patient when a young man rushed over, grabbed her hand, and anxiously asked, "Excuse me, nurse, the woman in sunglasses just now is my wife. We had a fight, and she fell down. Could you please tell me how she is?"

The nurse, who had been wondering why she hadn't seen the pregnant woman's family, rolled her eyes at the man's explanation: "You were so energetic when you were arguing, but now you know you need to be nervous. I'm telling you, you men are really terrible. Your wife is pregnant with your child. Luckily, everything's alright, or you'd be crying your eyes out."

The man, who was also wearing a mask, stopped arguing and quickly left the hospital.

The nurse thought he had gone after his wife and was speechless. This couple was quite amusing; they came to the hospital as if they were hiding something, like they were ashamed to be seen by others. They really were a family.

When Jiang Shiwan received the call, she was more flustered than ever before, even more nervous than if she had seen it with her own eyes. She repeatedly asked, "Are you sure it's her?"

"Miss, don't worry, I know the Second Miss's assistant, I can't be wrong."

After a long silence, Jiang Shiwan finally managed to squeeze out a single word through gritted teeth, "Okay."

She had no idea what was so good about it. Her chest heaved, and after finally calming down, she coldly looked out the window at the rose garden. A withered flower hung alone on the branch, but it seemed to defy its fate, blooming enchantingly in the sun. Its fearless and shameless spirit was somewhat like Jiang Hua's.

Jiang Shiwan was stunned by her own thoughts. After she calmed down completely, she took out a women's cigarette. Although she was not very good at smoking, she still lit it, took two puffs, and coughed from the smoke. Tears even streamed down her face. She wiped her eyes with a bitter smile, showing none of the virtuousness that a socialite should have.

"Jiang Hua, don't think that just because you're secretly pregnant with Gu Yiming's child, you can use him to control the world. Since it hasn't been exposed yet, I'll just grant your wish this time and make sure this child never has the chance to appear in the eyes of the world!"

Her voice was extremely low, carrying a hint of ruthlessness. The cigarette butt in Jiang Shiwan's hand burned her delicate fingers, but she seemed oblivious, her gaze growing even more resolute.

Jiang Hua did not return to the film crew. She asked the director for two days off. Given her dedication and consistently good reputation, the director did not say much, told her to take good care of herself, and allowed her to do reshoots in a couple of days to finish the project ahead of schedule.

"If you ask me, you shouldn't have taken this job. Although it's in the city, there are too many scenes and a lot of messy plots. Every time I see you in front of the camera, I break out in a cold sweat." The assistant muttered as she put a bunch of food in the refrigerator.

Seeing that no one responded, she carefully placed the meat and eggs separately. Looking at the person staring blankly on the tatami mat, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "I said, 'Painting,' are you even listening?"

"What?" Jiang Hua asked, bewildered.

The assistant repeated helplessly, at a loss for words regarding the artist's cutesy performance. There was nothing she could do; it was just her bad luck to be stuck with someone so troublesome and opinionated. She washed some fruit and brought it to Jiang Hua, saying, "Eat some fruit. You must strictly follow your doctor's orders and take good care of your pregnancy. After you finish this shoot, there's another print ad. If you want to shoot it, I won't stop you. But after the ad, you really need to rest."

Moreover, her belly is getting bigger and bigger, how could her assistant not be worried?

Jiang Hua finally reacted, ate a piece of dragon fruit, and her mouth was no longer so bitter. She held her assistant's hand and said gratefully, "Yes, I've thought it through. I can't go on like this anymore. It didn't matter how hard I worked before, but now that I have a baby, I have to take good care of myself for his sake."

She kept her word. She finished filming the movie ahead of schedule and also completed the commercials. Finally, she turned down all collaborations, citing the need to recuperate as the reason for temporarily not accepting any film or television dramas. She could consider print advertisements, but she left all future contact matters to her assistant. She stayed obediently at home, with her assistant occasionally coming to visit her and bring her some food and supplies.

Life was relatively peaceful, without any major upheavals.

She stopped causing trouble, but Su Wenwen was extremely busy and overwhelmed.

Su Wenwen participated in many design competitions and was completely immersed in her creations. She visited Jiang Hua less and less often. Sometimes she would think of going over, but she would often cancel because of work.

Seeing how busy she was, Jiang Hua could only feel envious. "Wenwen, when are you going to come see me? Gu Cheng said yesterday that you'll be free soon."

"Gu Cheng?" Su Wenwen had her phone tucked under her shoulder and a pencil in her hand, making changes to the design. "He's so free. If you see him, don't be polite. Take advantage of him. Tell him if you need anything. I told him before. If he doesn't do anything, just tell me. I'll deal with him when I have time."

Jiang Hua was both amused and exasperated. Hearing someone call out Su Wenwen's name on the other end of the phone, she didn't want to bother them any longer and hung up the phone.

Su Wenwen looked at her design colleague who pushed open the door, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled in a smug way: "My last entry won an award. We made a bet back then, whoever wins treats. Tonight I'll make some time to go to the place where we had dinner last time, how about it?"