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Psst! We're moving!
Previously, He Xingwang and Chi Suisui had separate living arrangements, but after moving into their marital home, one of the rooms they had previously occupied became vacant.
When Chi Suisui mentioned this, He Xingwang immediately recalled the scene from a year ago.
He fell silent for a few seconds before slowly speaking, “You’re only one month pregnant.”
Chi Suisui teased him, her earlier gloom lifting significantly. “Who asked you to say that? I was just letting you experience it in advance.”
He Xingwang nodded and reminded her, “You need to digest your food.”
Chi Suisui straightened up and glanced cautiously at the camera, shielding her slightly swollen belly. “I’ll take a walk in the courtyard.”
“I’ll accompany you,” He Xingwang said.
“No need—I’m not incapable of walking,” Chi Suisui rejected outright. “Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time to panic in the coming months.”
“...”
The live audience was laughing uncontrollably.
They had always thought He Xingwang was aloof, rarely giving interviews, and even then speaking very little. Meanwhile, Chi Suisui appeared somewhat haughty in their eyes.
This variety show shattered those perceptions completely.
[God He: Speechless.]
[Hahahaha, panicking later—of course.]
[God He wishes he could glue his eyeballs onto Suisui.]
[I wonder if Suisui will have a girl or a boy.]
[What if it’s twins?]
Of course, the likelihood of twins was extremely low.
Neither the He nor Qi families had produced a single set of twins over the generations—it seemed they simply didn’t carry the gene.
The chat was buzzing with lively discussion. If this were a livestream, viewers would likely be demanding a poll by now.
The timing of this live broadcast was negotiated with the guests and would conclude around bedtime. The edited, condensed version would air on video platforms the following week.
Taking advantage of the moment when the cameras followed Chi Suisui as she strolled to aid digestion, the director approached He Xingwang.
It was already late when they returned from the hospital, and now it was nearing midnight.
He Xingwang watched Chi Suisui’s leisurely pace in the courtyard, the moonlight spilling over her, casting soft contours.
“Let’s end it here,” he said.
The director blinked. “Now?”
He Xingwang turned to look at him. “Yes.”
The director wanted to negotiate further but, seeing He Xingwang’s resolute expression, ultimately held back—after all, today’s episode had already exploded in popularity.
Filming any longer wouldn’t yield much.
Once the director received confirmation, he informed the staff inside and announced the news in the live stream.
[????]
[I haven’t seen enough! How is it ending already?!]
[Didn’t realize it until now—it’s already midnight; my mom and others are asleep.]
[I still wanted to see Suisui and God He’s Bedtime Chats !]
[Careful, or I’ll report you for false advertising—I never saw a bed!]
[Are there more episodes coming?]
As soon as the countdown indicating the end of the live stream appeared, the screen was flooded with protest-filled comments.
Chi Suisui, standing in the courtyard, turned to see He Xingwang under the eaves. She smiled at him.
The live interface froze on this moment.
Then it went dark, concluding the episode.
Though reluctant, the audience had no choice but to leave the live stream unsatisfied, logging onto their social media platforms instead.
Their excitement made sleep impossible.
The news of Chi Suisui’s pregnancy was still trending online, and fans enthusiastically promoted the episode, acting as free marketers.
[I envy Suisui and God He’s marriage so much.]
[Sweet and teasing—I want to fall in love again.]
[Chi Suisui is pregnant, and I still don’t have a boyfriend!]
[I want to see pregnancy vlogs! Is there a variety show inviting them to film? I’d pay to watch!!]
There were all kinds of discussions.
Shipping fans, who had been worried about the lack of interaction videos, now had perfection—a full day’s worth of footage, nearly seven to eight hours.
In less than a day, dozens of edited videos had appeared on video platforms, each garnering millions of views.
The level of hype was undeniable.
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The news of the pregnancy was monumental for both families.
Since the confirmation came at 9 p.m., He Xingwang planned to inform both sets of parents the next morning.
However, it turned out that the elders learned about it from others. When they woke up, their phones were flooded with congratulatory messages.
After reading a few, they realized Chi Suisui was pregnant.
So while Chi Suisui and He Xingwang were still sleeping in the morning, the phone calls began. When the Qi family’s call went unanswered, the He family called.
“He Xingwang, your phone is ringing again!”
Chi Suisui complained without opening her eyes.
He Xingwang didn’t tell her that the first call had been to her phone. Reaching over, he answered, “Hello?”
His voice carried the laziness of someone just waking up.
Under normal circumstances, the elders would have noticed and not pressed further, but today was different.
“Suisui is pregnant?” Jiang Huiming asked.
At the mention of pregnancy, He Xingwang became more alert. He hummed affirmatively, “It was too late last night to tell you. She’s only one month along.”
Jiang Huiming’s lips curved upward. “Good, good, good.”
She had been hoping for this since a year ago, but at the time, He Xingwang was focused on competitions, and though they outwardly agreed, nothing happened.
Now, finally, the good news had arrived.
Jiang Huiming laughed for a moment. “Is Suisui still asleep? Pregnant women need rest. You two sleep. I’ll hang up now.”
After hanging up, she told the matriarch.
The elderly woman, who now spent her days idly bickering with her daughter-in-law or scheming how to get more sweets, brightened at the news of Chi Suisui’s pregnancy.
Her once-cloudy eyes sparkled.
She hoped to see the child born while she was still alive—if she could witness the child growing up, even better.
Four generations under one roof, enjoying familial bliss.
On the Qi side, Chi Suisui informed them after waking up. When she called, she assumed only Chi Meiyan was home, not expecting Qi Xincheng to be absent from work.
“I’ve been pregnant for a month,” Chi Suisui said.
“The first three months are the most crucial,” Chi Meiyan cautioned. “Fortunately, there’s no one else on your side. I’ll send someone over to take care of you.”
Chi Suisui didn’t refuse—it wasn’t a bad thing to have an auntie come over.
“Your dad has been staring at me for ages,” Chi Meiyan glanced at Qi Xincheng across from her. “I’ll let him talk to you.”
Qi Xincheng cleared his throat immediately upon hearing this. “Suisui, when are you coming home…? You’re pregnant—we should go to your place.”
He quickly changed his wording.
Chi Suisui chuckled. “I’m just pregnant, Dad. Are you treating me like a national treasure? I’ll come home for dinner in a couple of days.”
Qi Xincheng said, “Alright, alright, alright.”
Once the elders had the confirmed news, they were reassured.
As for Qi Churui, he found out relatively late. Now in university, his major was predominantly male students, and he paid no attention to entertainment news.
But there were exceptions.
The fact that Qi Churui was He Xingwang’s younger brother-in-law was common knowledge across campus. The school’s confession wall was filled with posts either confessing to him or asking him to relay autograph requests.
In the afternoon, after leaving the library, Qi Churui noticed classmates looking at him as he passed.
When he glanced back, they quickly averted their gaze, whispering to their friends.
Back in his dormitory, he checked the mirror—nothing unusual.
His roommate, munching on snacks, noticed his behavior and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Qi Churui sat down, frowning. “A lot of people were staring at me on the way back.”
“You’re handsome,” his roommate blurted out, then grinned mischievously upon seeing Qi Churui’s blank expression. “Maybe because you’re going to be an uncle soon.”
Qi Churui froze.
“Haven’t you seen the news? Your sister is pregnant.” His roommate rattled off a long explanation. “It happened last night. They’re probably staring because of that.”
Qi Churui’s heart skipped a beat.
He immediately pulled out his phone and called Chi Suisui. She picked up quickly, her voice cheerful. “What is it, Churui?”
“Sis,” Qi Churui asked softly, “Are you pregnant?”
“Yes,” Chi Suisui laughed. “Didn’t Mom and Dad tell you? I thought you already knew. In a few months, you’ll get to see the baby.”
Qi Churui had never interacted with infants.
The mere thought made his back tense, and he stumbled over his words nervously. “Congratulations, sis.”
Chi Suisui was amused by his awkwardness. “Doesn’t that sound strange to you?”
Qi Churui’s ears reddened slightly as he denied it. “No.”
Chi Suisui said, “There’s a surprise waiting for you when you come home for summer break.”
“University doesn’t restrict when we can go home,” Qi Churui replied.
“Surprises can’t be revealed in advance,” Chi Suisui teased. “You’ll have to wait until summer.”
Qi Churui’s curiosity was piqued, but he couldn’t imagine what the surprise might be. With the new semester barely begun, he started eagerly anticipating summer break.
Thankfully, it was only a few months away.
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Chi Suisui imagined her pregnancy as a carefree vacation where she could act like a hands-off boss.
However, reality proved to be quite the opposite.
Before the auntie hired by Chi Meiyan arrived, two other aunties sent by He Xingwang moved into Bai’an Mansion—one responsible for meals, the other for daily life.
Chi Suisui was treated like a queen in a palace.
He Xingwang always had meticulous plans. He went to He Corporation during the day and returned home in the evening.
At first, there were no issues—but by the fifth month of pregnancy, things changed.
Wherever Chi Suisui went, including to the news agency, she was trailed by a group of bodyguards. If she hadn’t stopped them, the aunties would have tagged along as well.
Even afternoon tea with her friends was no exception.
Song Miaoli grew anxious, whispering, “Sui, the way He Xingwang has arranged things makes me afraid to get pregnant.”
Su Mian’s eyes sparkled. “How thoughtful of God He—it’s safer this way.”
With all the bumping and jostling outside, what if something happened? And as public figures, having bodyguards provided a sense of security.
“For now, it’s manageable,” Chi Suisui reflected on He Xingwang’s decisive nature. “But in two months, I estimate it’ll be difficult to leave the house.”
“In two months, you’ll be seven months pregnant. The area around your house is spacious—you can move around nearby,” Song Miaoli advised from a doctor’s perspective. “Just don’t stop moving altogether.”
“Do you think I can stay cooped up at home?” Chi Suisui shot her a glance.
“What does Dr. Song’s boyfriend’s company do?” Su Mian interjected. “Smart AI.”
The robot Gu Nanxuan had gifted Song Miaoli was initially mistaken for a cheap purchase from Taobao. She had even complained when it wandered off at night.
Now, the second-generation model was priced sky-high.
Chi Suisui flatly refused. “No thanks.”
She wasn’t like Song Miaoli, who could enjoy playing with robots. What if He Xingwang added extra surveillance features? Then she’d truly feel monitored.
Dr. Song felt deeply disheartened.
The afternoon tea lasted an hour. As sunset approached, fiery clouds painted the horizon, bathing the southern city in golden light—a breathtaking sight.
At this moment, Chi Suisui’s phone rang.
Seeing He Xingwang’s name on the screen, she gestured for Song Miaoli and Su Mian to mute themselves before answering. “Hello?”
“Where are you?”
He Xingwang always started conversations this way.
Chi Suisui guessed he hadn’t finished work yet, and today she had sent the aunties to Qi House and Auntie Song to learn how to make fish soup—all for the sake of enjoying afternoon tea freely.
Of course, the strict Mr. He couldn’t know about this.
Clearing her throat, she said, “Taking a walk in the courtyard.”
Originally, Chi Suisui intended to say she was at home, but recalling the previous incident with over a dozen bodyguards at home, she changed her answer mid-sentence.
Su Mian blinked, sensing trouble.
The last time she heard Boss Sui tell a similar fib, it hadn’t ended well.
“Really?” He Xingwang said.
“...”
Hearing those two words made Chi Suisui inexplicably guilty. But then she realized why she felt guilty—it was just afternoon tea, after all.
What lady didn’t drink afternoon tea?
Chi Suisui immediately regained her confidence and even began criticizing He Xingwang’s authoritarian ways. “You’ve been forbidding me from going out every day. I’m regressing into a primitive human at home. Do you want to come home and find a monkey wife carrying a big belly, birthing a little monkey…”
Her rapid-fire rant left Song Miaoli and Su Mian stunned.
Song Miaoli gave a thumbs-up: Big guts!
“Let me ask you—am I allowed to drink afternoon tea or not?” Chi Suisui challenged at the end.
Even the most elegant and beautiful pregnant woman could have moments of explosive temper, as evidenced by Chi Suisui’s passionate tirade.
“...”
In his cold, quiet office, He Xingwang pinched the bridge of his nose. After a few seconds, he released his hand, and silence briefly filled the line.
Finally, he spoke calmly, “I haven’t restricted your outings, and I don’t want to see my wife and child turn into… monkeys.”
He Xingwang’s expression was hard to read as he said those two words.
Of course, Chi Suisui couldn’t see it through the phone.
Ultimately, He Xingwang added, “Suisui, I just wanted to pick you up.”
“...”
Chi Suisui’s mind blanked for a few seconds before she swiftly shifted her tone. “Husband, you’re so sweet.”
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