After Ye Chuqing said those three words, the air was silent for a few seconds, and then Chen Die and Wen Liang silently gazed at each other for a few more seconds.

Chen Die mentally calculated her menstrual period, which was expected in the next few days, but with this calculation, she couldn’t determine if she was pregnant or not.

“Shall we go to the hospital?” Wen Liang asked with a frown, looking very nervous.

Chen Die glanced at Ye Chuqing, still feeling it probably wasn’t the case. She didn’t feel pregnant at all. She had just finished performing a play—how could she suddenly be pregnant?

Besides, they had just started dinner.

“Let’s wait a bit. I don’t think I am. Don’t be too nervous,” Chen Die smiled and nodded toward Ye Chuqing. “This expectant mother hasn’t even started eating yet.”

Ye Chuqing thought for a moment and said, “It’s fine. The dishes I ordered are all suitable for pregnant women. If you are pregnant, it’s even more important not to go hungry. Let’s eat first, then go.”

So the rice porridge was replaced with plain water. Chen Die took a sip and completely suppressed the nauseous feeling from earlier.

She thought for a moment, still feeling unsure, and asked Ye Chuqing what it felt like when she first became pregnant.

“I just vomited, and then I was hungry, so I ate and vomited again.” Ye Chuqing felt uncomfortable just thinking about it and waved her hand. “If we keep talking about this, I’ll lose my appetite.”

Chen Die touched her stomach. “But I don’t feel like vomiting at all right now.”

“Some people don’t vomit,” Ye Chuqing said.

With thoughts weighing on their minds, the meal ended quickly, and everyone headed to the hospital.

Chen Die’s identity was special. If people discovered her at the obstetrics department, it would immediately become headline news, potentially twisted into all sorts of content.

So during the meal, Wen Liang had already asked Zhu Qicong to make an appointment for a private prenatal check-up.

Having followed Wen Liang for many years, Zhu Qicong handled almost all of Wen Yuan’s major projects and was as shrewd as they came. As soon as he heard about the prenatal check-up, he knew it was significant.

He quickly made an appointment for a prenatal check-up through a private hospital channel.

Fearing that four people getting out of the car together would attract attention, they split into two groups. By the time Chen Shao and Ye Chuqing arrived, Chen Die had already been taken by a nurse for examination.

Wen Liang stood outside the examination room, looking worried.

Ye Chuqing glanced at him and said with amusement, “You’re really lucky.”

Wen Liang lowered his eyes and looked at her, still not speaking.

“With your dog-like temperament, only our sister Die would want you, and she’s even willing to have your child at this age.” Ye Chuqing clicked her tongue several times, shaking her head, concluding, “You as a person aren’t that great, but your luck is truly good.”

This time Wen Liang smiled, acknowledging frankly, “Yes.”

By now, Ye Chuqing’s belly was quite large, and standing for too long was uncomfortable. Chen Shao helped her sit down nearby. The floor was empty except for a few of them.

While Ye Chuqing and Chen Shao were talking, Wen Liang had no interest in joining their conversation, so his thoughts began to wander.

His childhood memories were no longer very clear, and he didn’t have that bad habit of always reminiscing about childhood or dwelling on the past.

Even when he first brought Chen Die to the villa in the western suburbs, in his eyes, she was just a high school kid, quite annoying. Wen Liang wasn’t very patient and just provided for her food and schooling.

Later, this kid married him, and now there was even a smaller life in her belly.

This feeling was still quite extraordinary.

Wen Liang continued standing outside the examination room, his back unusually straight, looking even a bit rigid.

After a short while, the doctor came out, followed by Chen Die.

Before Wen Liang could speak, Ye Chuqing immediately stood up and asked, “Doctor, how is it?”

In the next minute, the doctor congratulated them, saying Chen Die was already pregnant, exactly one month along, and explained some precautions to take from now on.

This minute felt like a dream to Wen Liang; he hardly heard it.

Chen Die was pregnant.

Compared to this expectant father and mother, Chen Shao and Ye Chuqing—who had married because of pregnancy and had finally accepted the arrival of their child after six months—were much more composed.

Since hearing that Chen Die was pregnant, Wen Liang’s brows had remained furrowed.

His facial features were distinct, with a sharp jawline, eyes, and brow. When he frowned, it almost carried an intimidating low-pressure aura.

Chen Shao found it amusing. Although at first, when Chen Die and Wen Liang reconciled, he thought Chen Die was too soft-hearted, now it wasn’t bad to occasionally see Wen Liang looking less arrogant than before, all thanks to his inexpensive sister.

He put his hand on Ye Chuqing’s shoulder and patted her round belly with moderate force.

Two thumps.

Like patting a watermelon.

Chen Shao, with the air of someone experienced, said lazily, “Why are you so worried? It’s not that delicate. You can pat it casually. I pat my son every day.”

Chen Die: “…”

Ye Chuqing looked up and asked coolly, “Chen Shao, do you want to die?”

Chen Shao quickly informed the old Mr. Chen about the pregnancy, while Chen Die also told Chen Jianping and Wang Mian, who were currently in Wuxi. Suddenly, she became the family treasure, receiving numerous reminders and greetings.

As for the fans, Chen Die discussed it with Fang Ruan and decided not to tell them yet.

Firstly, in the past, when stars and actresses became pregnant, they would generally announce it after three months, and some could even keep it completely secret until birth; secondly, the positioning of actresses often shifts after giving birth, sometimes affecting the scripts they’re offered, and Chen Die still needed some time for transition.

Zhang Sao, the housekeeper, also learned about Chen Die’s pregnancy. She had taken care of Shen Yunshu during her pregnancy and was familiar with nutritional meals for pregnancy. She immediately excitedly prepared a new meal for Chen Die.

In the evening, after showering, Chen Die went straight to bed. Initially, she wanted to play with her phone as usual but then thought about radiation and put it down.

Although phone radiation probably wouldn’t affect the baby, being pregnant for the first time, Chen Die wasn’t sure about anything and tended to be overly cautious.

Wen Liang hadn’t come upstairs yet. At that moment, there was some noise downstairs, followed by the sound of the front door closing.

Soon after, Wen Liang came upstairs.

“Did someone come just now?” Chen Die asked.

“Yes.” Wen Liang brought in two bags he was carrying. “I just had my assistant buy some things.”

Chen Die sat up from the bed and went over to look.

Maternity clothes, maternity shoes, anti-radiation clothing, etc., all sorts of things.

Without exception, they were special and ugly.

Chen Die looked at the items in the bags, blinked, and then looked down at her still-flat belly, finding it hard to imagine herself wearing these ugly things.

She waved her hand. “Just put them aside for now. I don’t need them yet.”

Wen Liang didn’t object, placing the bags to one side, then came over and touched Chen Die’s lips, saying softly, “I’ll go take a shower first.”

After showering, they both lay in bed.

The bed was large, and they were each on opposite sides, hardly touching each other. Since getting together, this was the first time Chen Die had seen Wen Liang like this.

Chen Die turned her head and glanced at him. “What are you thinking about?”

Wen Liang then exhaled, turned off the light, gently pulled her over, and rested his face against her shoulder. “How did you suddenly get pregnant?”

“What’s wrong?” Chen Die laughed. “Weren’t you just provoked by Chen Shao earlier? Now you think it’s too soon?”

He clicked his tongue. “I’ve never experienced this before, and I don’t know what to do.”

“If you had experienced it before, I wouldn’t have married you.”

Wen Liang didn’t respond, gently placing his palm on her belly. After a minute, he couldn’t resist and lightly pinched, then asked, “Does it hurt?”

“…”

Chen Die strangely felt like she was lying next to a mischievous child.

“It doesn’t hurt. I don’t feel anything.”

He tried another spot and pinched again. “How about here?”

Chen Die couldn’t stand it and laughed. “What are you doing? Your force is like tickling. How could it hurt?”

“I’m testing how pressure-resistant this one in your belly is. Didn’t you always say I don’t know my strength and hurt you?” Wen Liang said.

“…” Chen Die glanced at him. “I’ve been telling you this for so long and you never cared. Now you’re concerned. Do you love me or the one in my belly more?”

For this sort of nitpicking question, Wen Liang had always disdained to answer. He laughed softly, stroking her hair. “You little girl, you’ve always been delicate, and now you have to be pregnant for 10 months. I wonder how many times you’ll make trouble for me during this time.”

Chen Die squirmed unhappily in his arms.

Wen Liang patted her face. “Husband will cherish you.”

Wen Liang spoke nicely that night, but within a few days, his true nature was revealed again over an incident.

Even after becoming pregnant, Chen Die had no intention of giving up work. Besides, after vomiting from the rice porridge, she hadn’t experienced any other symptoms, and her pregnancy was going quite comfortably.

So after staying at home for a few days and having another check-up, she planned to return to the theater group for the next performance. But Wen Liang disagreed, fearing she might get hurt or bumped.

In the past, when they argued, Wen Liang would resort to “force,” restraining her physically, winning through strength.

But now that Chen Die was pregnant, he couldn’t use force, and in verbal arguments, Wen Liang couldn’t win against her, so he finally had to agree.

On this day, when Chen Die left home, Wen Liang had already gone to the company. She had no appetite this morning and left without breakfast, receiving a call from Wen Liang.

“Have you left?” Wen Liang asked.

“Just left, what’s up?”

“Did you have breakfast?”

Chen Die licked her lips, maintaining a straight face. “Yes.”

“Did you bring the thermos I told you to always take when going out?”

Fang Ruan had already come to pick her up. As Chen Die got into the car, she casually responded, “I did.”

“Bullshit!” Wen Liang scolded. “You left your thermos at my office yesterday. Now you can lie to me without hesitation.”

“…”

Chen Die never expected that his casual question contained a trap. How cunning.

Chen Die knew when to concede and softened her voice to coax him. “I’m just going to the theater. They have hot water there too. Otherwise, you can have someone bring the thermos to me.”

Wen Liang snorted softly. “When do you finish?”

“At two in the afternoon.”

“I’ll come pick you up. We have a prenatal check-up appointment today.”

After chatting for a while longer, they hung up. Fang Ruan had already grown accustomed to their affectionate behavior.

After the call, she said, “The first batch of theater performances will end in three months. Are you planning to participate in all of them?”

“Yes, I’ll continue if possible. It wouldn’t be good to change actors midway,” Chen Die said. “After these three months, I’ll rest for a while, look for good scripts, and be ready to work again after giving birth and resting.”

Fang Ruan smiled. “Now you are like what your fans say—not working hard and just going home to inherit billions as a wealthy family’s wife.”

“…”

Chen Die’s prenatal check-up was on the same day as Ye Chuqing’s, so they went together.

Not wanting special treatment, she hadn’t told others in the theater group about her pregnancy. After the performance, when they saw Wen Liang personally come to pick her up, they just teased her a bit.

At the hospital.

Chen Die and Ye Chuqing went for their examinations. Ye Chuqing was further along, so she had more tests, and Chen Die followed the doctor out first.

The doctor naturally recognized the husbands of these two patients. He pulled down his mask and smiled, saying directly, “Congratulations, the latest ultrasound shows that Mrs. Wen is carrying twins.”

Wen Liang stood frozen in place, a rare sight.