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Effort will not let you down. Diligent cultivation will inevitably yield good results.
Bo Ying and He Jingxiu were in good health. After deciding to have a baby, they even changed their previous unhealthy routines.
He Jingxiu reduced the number of times he drank at social events. He basically didn’t drink unless absolutely necessary. If someone tried to persuade him, he would frankly tell them he was preparing for a baby and wouldn’t drink.
Over time, everyone stopped trying to persuade him.
After all, he was trying to get his body in shape for the baby; anyone who tried to persuade him further would be struck by lightning.
As for smoking, He Jingxiu didn’t have a strong addiction to begin with, only occasionally smoking a couple when feeling restless.
Bo Ying didn’t really like him smoking, so he had quit before they got married.
Bo Ying was addicted to her phone, always scrolling before bed, but staying up late wasn’t good.
Gradually, she changed this bad habit too.
One time, Sheng Chun contacted her at midnight, but she was no longer replying to messages.
The next morning at seven, she replied to Sheng Chun.
Sheng Chun was bewildered.
Wasn’t it the weekend? Why was she sleeping so early and waking up so early? As a night owl, she didn’t understand.
After Bo Ying explained, Sheng Chun sighed—she was truly putting in a lot of effort for this unborn baby.
It was a lot, but Bo Ying found it quite enjoyable.
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This day, Bo Ying and Sheng Chun arranged to meet for a meal.
Considering Sheng Chun’s identity, both of them dressed extremely discreetly. “Is Yao Yao joining us for dinner tonight?” Sheng Chun asked.
Bo Ying, “I don’t know if she’s finished with work yet; she said she’d come if she did.”
Sheng Chun glanced at her, “Now you two are the busy ones. I feel like I’m the idle one.”
She hadn’t been filming recently and was bored every day.
Bo Ying chuckled, glancing at her, “Then hurry up and get back to filming.”
“I’ll be joining a crew soon,” Sheng Chun looked at her, “I see by your demeanor that you’re eager for me to leave.”
Bo Ying burst out laughing, quickly defending herself, “I didn’t mean that at all!”
She linked her arm through Sheng Chun’s, whispering, “I’d miss you, and Mr. Pei would miss you even more.”
Sheng Chun glanced at Bo Ying’s stomach for a moment, then thought and said, “You and He Jingxiu are preparing for a baby. Don’t you think Pei Yan and I should consider it too?”
Bo Ying: “?”
She blinked, looking at her, “It depends on what you think.”
“I do want one,” Sheng Chun touched her ear, “But Pei Yan doesn’t really.”
Bo Ying was surprised; that was a bit unexpected.
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“Why?”
Sheng Chun was too embarrassed to tell her Pei Yan’s answer. In Pei Yan’s words, he didn’t want another person to steal Sheng Chun’s attention from him.
Not even their own baby.
Seeing Sheng Chun’s conflicted expression, Bo Ying guessed, “Could it be that Mr. Pei is worried that if you have a baby, he’ll have to compete for attention with the baby?”
“...” Sheng Chun gave her an expression that said, “You’re so smart.”
Bo Ying couldn’t help but laugh, curving her lips, “I never thought Mr. Pei was this kind of person.”
Sheng Chun took a sip of juice and nodded, “Very possessive.”
Bo Ying understood.
The two whispered, sitting in the coffee shop. One side perfectly blocked the view from outside, so no one would notice the big star Sheng Chun sitting there.
While they were chatting, Bo Ying suddenly heard two young girls at a table behind them, talking excitedly.
“Ahhh, really?”
“They’ll be in the same frame tomorrow?”
“Are you sure?”
“There are rumors online! I don’t know if they’re true, but oh please, let them be in the same frame. If they’re in the same frame, they’re practically in bed. I can ship it!”
“...”
Hearing this, Bo Ying raised an eyebrow and looked at Sheng Chun, “Is there an event tomorrow night?”
The two young girls were clearly talking about celebrities.
Sheng Chun, “Yes.”
She would also be attending.
Bo Ying listened intently for a while, then asked in a hushed voice, “Who are they talking about?”
“If I’m not mistaken, it should be that CP you ship.”
Hearing this, Bo Ying’s eyes widened, “Both of them are attending?”
Sheng Chun nodded.
“I knew Xu Zhiyi was attending, but isn’t Zhou Yan abroad?” Sheng Chun wasn’t entirely sure, and said in a hushed voice, “He seems to be tentatively scheduled.”
At this point, Bo Ying’s gossip interest was piqued, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Are those two together?”
Sheng Chun chuckled, “Why don’t you ask Yan Yan and the others?”
“Yan Yan hasn’t been filming much lately and rarely hears gossip,” Bo Ying said with a wronged expression, “As for Little Chi Lu, she’s as clueless as I am. Although she says they’re together, she can’t provide proof, so I don’t believe her.”
Sheng Chun was defeated by her twisted logic.
She chuckled, playing coy, “Actually, I don’t know either.”
Bo Ying: “...”
She glared at her, muttering softly, “Then what’s the use of having a friend in the industry like you!”
Sheng Chun raised an eyebrow, “So you’re friends with me just because I’m better at getting information?”
Bo Ying lifted her chin, confidently stating, “Yes, that’s right.”
Her lips curled into a smile as she teased her, “Do you regret it? Want to cut ties now?”
Sheng Chun was choked by her words, “Are you in elementary school?”
Still talking about cutting ties.
Bo Ying, “Just getting used to it. What if my baby tells me later, ‘Mom, I had a fight with so-and-so today, and I’m not playing with her tomorrow,’ then I’ll know how to respond.”
Sheng Chun was defeated.
Was she perhaps thinking a little too far ahead?
“Tell me quickly,” Bo Ying looked at her expression, guessing largely, “I don’t think you’re telling me the truth.”
Sheng Chun smiled, taking a sip of coffee, “Aren’t there rumors online?”
“The internet is all about shipping them as a couple, but no one dares to come out and say they actually got together after acting,” Bo Ying retorted, logically, “And after those two movies, these two really haven’t appeared in the same frame much.”
She was talking about Zhou Yan and Xu Zhiyi.
Previously, these two starred in a movie written by Bo Yan, and then collaborated on another film. Because of these two movies, everyone publicly declared them “a perfect match.” Of course, more importantly, their eye contact at premieres and various events was just right, as if even the light and shadow were enhancing and proclaiming their perfect match.
Unfortunately, soon after the movies were released, these two not only stopped collaborating, but even their appearances together became rare.
It was because of this that netizens were starved for gossip, wanting to know if they were together.
Honestly, this was one of the few CPs Bo Ying had seen that the entire nation was shipping. Even the individual fans of the two didn’t dare to scold the CP fans much.
There was no other reason; besides being a perfect match, even the individual fans felt there was something going on between them, so they were giving each other face.
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Sheng Chun was silent for a moment, then told her, “Honestly, I’m really not sure now.”
Bo Ying’s eyes lit up, “In the past?”
“Yes,” she whispered, “Didn’t I collaborate with Xu Zhiyi on a show before? I played her older sister.”
They both had a somewhat similar aura. Xu Zhiyi was a cool and elegant beauty, with exquisitely flawless features, a high-fashion face that was even more beautiful and graceful than what people typically called a high-fashion face.
Sheng Chun’s initial path was quite similar to this.
Bo Ying nodded, “Then what?”
Sheng Chun recalled that one night during filming, after they finished a night scene, Xu Zhiyi quickly changed clothes, said hello to her, and ran off.
When Sheng Chun changed out of her costume and took a car back to the hotel, she glanced at a couple passionately kissing by the roadside.
She didn’t look closely at the time, only feeling that the outfit on the person with their back to her looked a bit familiar.
Later that night, Sheng Chun couldn’t sleep. She remembered going to her assistant to get melatonin to take, and ran into Zhou Yan in the hallway.
Zhou Yan was wearing a well-tailored black suit. The buttons on his shirt seemed to have been torn open, revealing a sexy Adam’s apple. He was tall and slender, and in his hand, he was carrying a bag of takeout food that completely clashed with his own sophisticated aura.
The two exchanged glances.
Zhou Yan’s expression was calm. He nodded to her, “Sister Sheng Chun.”
Sheng Chun was a little over a year older than him.
Sheng Chun was startled, and nodded blankly, “Visiting the set?”
Zhou Yan nodded.
Sheng Chun smiled, indicating, “I’m going to find my assistant to get something. You two carry on.”
She paused, seeing Zhou Yan’s hesitant expression, and chuckled, “Don’t worry, I’m good at keeping secrets.”
Zhou Yan said blandly, “Thank you.”
“...”
Hearing Sheng Chun finish, Bo Ying got angry. She slapped her arm, “You knew I was shipping them as a couple, and you still didn’t tell me?”
Sheng Chun looked innocent, “Didn’t I promise him to keep it a secret?”
“And then?” Bo Ying was extremely curious, “That was two years ago, right?”
Sheng Chun, “Yes, so they were together back then, but now I’m not sure anymore.”
Because she really hadn’t seen them both in a long time either.
When you like someone, no matter how well you pretend, those around you can still notice.
Bo Ying sighed, poking her shoulder, “You observe tomorrow.”
Sheng Chun: “...”
She put on a straight face, “Am I a tool?”
Bo Ying, “Yes.”
Sheng Chun helplessly compromised, “Alright then, but asking directly isn’t appropriate.”
“Mm,” Bo Ying didn’t force her, “Just observe. We’ll ship them quietly.”
Sheng Chun chuckled, “Okay.”
The two sat in the coffee shop for a while, rested enough, and continued shopping.
In the evening, Zheng Jinyao arrived for dinner.
The three had dinner and dispersed. When it was time to go home, He Jingxiu personally came to pick her up.
“Mr. He.”
As soon as Bo Ying saw him, she started acting spoiled, “Did you miss me?”
He Jingxiu pinched her face, raising an eyebrow, “Did you drink?”
Usually, Bo Ying was only so proactive when she had been drinking.
Bo Ying, “No.”
She looked at He Jingxiu, speechless, “Do I look like I’ve been drinking?”
He Jingxiu leaned in and kissed her lips, checking personally: “Hmm, no, you haven’t.”
Bo Ying glanced at him, whispering, “I suspect you’re taking advantage of me, but I have no proof.”
He Jingxiu chuckled, “I missed you.”
He cupped Bo Ying’s face and kissed her for a while, then let go: “What did you buy?”
Bo Ying pursed her lips, feeling his breath still lingering there.
She looked back, “Bought a lot, mostly for me.”
He Jingxiu, “Nothing for me?”
“You could say there is,” Bo Ying whispered, “You’ll see it later.”
He Jingxiu was perplexed.
Back home, after Bo Ying came out of the shower, he finally understood what she meant by “you could say there is.”
She had bought two sets of lingerie.
She was the one wearing them, but He Jingxiu was the one who enjoyed them, so in a way, it was something for him.
He Jingxiu thought about it, and indeed, there was no fault in her logic.
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In the fifth month of Bo Ying and He Jingxiu’s efforts for a baby, Bo Ying became pregnant.
She found out at the law firm.
It was lunchtime. Her assistant had just brought in her meal. She had recently been addicted to eating bullfrog with pickled peppers, basically having it every other day.
She was about to get up to eat when her hand touched the takeout bag, and she immediately rushed to the restroom.
When she came out, her assistant looked at her worriedly, “Sister Yingying, are you alright?”
She noticed Bo Ying didn’t look well.
Bo Ying shook her head and began to speak, “Maybe I caught a cold last night...”
No, she couldn’t have caught a cold.
He Jingxiu was extremely careful about such things. Unless she was outside in the wind and forgot to bring warm clothes, He Jingxiu would never let her get sick at home.
“Caught what?”
The assistant’s eyes widened.
Bo Ying paused slightly, looked at the bullfrog on the table, and after a few seconds of silence, seemed to realize something.
She let out a soft chuckle, “It’s nothing, let’s eat first.”
Assistant: “...Oh.”
During the meal, Bo Ying sent He Jingxiu two messages, asking if he was busy.
He Jingxiu: [A little, what’s up?]
Bo Ying: [Nothing, just asking if you’ve eaten.]
He Jingxiu: [I’ll eat later, have you eaten?]
Bo Ying: [Just about to.]
She sent He Jingxiu a photo.
He Jingxiu was speechless: [Next time, let Auntie learn to make it. Takeout isn’t healthy.]
Bo Ying: [But it’s too difficult to prepare, and this place I ordered from is super expensive, so it must be healthy and clean.]
Before He Jingxiu could reply, Bo Ying added: [And I feel like I don’t really like it anymore. I won’t eat it tomorrow.]
If her guess was correct, she really wouldn’t be able to order takeout casually starting tomorrow.
Although it’s said that pregnant women can eat many things, for the sake of the baby’s and her own health, Bo Ying thought it would be better and more nutritious to eat what the auntie at home prepared.
He Jingxiu agreed.
After eating, Bo Ying poked Zheng Jinyao.
Sheng Chun had started filming, Chi Xiaolu and her brother were abroad, and only Zheng Jinyao had flexible work hours.
Bo Ying: [Accompany me to the hospital.]
Zheng Jinyao: [??? Pregnant?]
Bo Ying: [I have a feeling.]
Zheng Jinyao: [Okay, have you bought a pregnancy test?]
Bo Ying: [No.]
Zheng Jinyao: [I’ll buy two for you online so you can try them first. I still have some work here, so I probably won’t get to you until after three.]
Bo Ying: [Okay.]
Actually, she could have bought them herself, but having a friend care and buy them for her made her happier.
It wasn’t about the money; it was just the feeling of being loved and pampered by everyone.
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Not at all surprised.
The pregnancy test results were clear.
She was pregnant.
At three o’clock, Bo Ying informed her assistant and left work early.
Originally, she planned to drive to the hospital to meet Zheng Jinyao, but Zheng Jinyao refused. How could she let a pregnant woman drive? Zheng Jinyao volunteered to be her driver.
Bo Ying didn’t refuse either.
“How are you feeling now?”
As soon as they got in the car, Zheng Jinyao couldn’t help but ask.
Bo Ying smiled, “Not much, just a tiny bit uncomfortable.”
Zheng Jinyao couldn’t resist touching her still very flat abdomen, whispering, “Be good, little Yingying, don’t trouble your mom.”
Bo Ying was amused by her, “Why not Little He?”
Zheng Jinyao, “Then I’ll call her Little Yingying.”
She liked daughters, sweet and adorable little fairies.
Bo Ying didn’t correct her, nodding and saying, “I can tell, you want my daughter and your future son to have an older sister-younger brother romance.”
Zheng Jinyao chuckled, “Don’t say that, if you really have a daughter and I have a son, it could actually happen.”
At this point, she gasped, “Oh no, will Sheng Chun break up with me? She said before that Mr. He has a good temper, and she wants to pre-book this baby in your belly as her son-in-law or daughter-in-law.”
Even without knowing the gender, Sheng Chun had already thought far ahead.
Bo Ying blinked, “Then you pray our children are the same gender.”
Zheng Jinyao’s words were shocking, “The same gender can also fall in love.”
Bo Ying: “...”
She choked, looking at Zheng Jinyao, “Well, there’s nothing we can do about that. We can’t decide for them; let them work it out themselves.”
Zheng Jinyao, “Good idea.”
Bo Ying had made an appointment at noon.
She told Ji Qingying, and Ji Qingying had Dr. Fu inform the hospital in advance, so the examination was particularly quick and smooth.
It didn’t take long before Bo Ying received the report.
The head nurse smiled at her, informing her that she was pregnant, just four weeks along.
Bo Ying had mentally prepared herself and had also used a pregnancy test, but when she received the definitive answer from the head nurse, she was still inevitably stunned for a moment.
She was dazed for a moment, then her eyes lit up with a smile, “Thank you.”
The head nurse told her some precautions and advised her to go back and rest well.
Zheng Jinyao was even more excited than Bo Ying. She took her arm and walked her out, instructing, “You’re a top priority now.”
Bo Ying, “It’s not that exaggerated.”
Zheng Jinyao looked at her, “Should I take you home or to Mr. He’s place?”
“To He Jingxiu’s place, please.” She wanted to share this joy with him as soon as possible.
Zheng Jinyao, “Alright, Driver Zheng is at your service today.”
Bo Ying smiled.
At He Jingxiu’s company, Zheng Jinyao left first.
“You be careful,” she said, “Shen Su and I will come to see you tomorrow. Today, you and Mr. He can enjoy some more alone time.”
Bo Ying, “Okay.”
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Seeing her appear, the receptionist downstairs was startled, saying in surprise, “Yingying is here.”
Everyone knew she was married to He Jingxiu, but Bo Ying didn’t like her former colleagues calling her Mrs. He. She preferred to be called Bo Ying or Yingying.
He Jingxiu always indulged her; she was an independent individual, and he let her do as she pleased. Because of this, the employees of the He Group all called her by her name.
Bo Ying hummed, smiling, “I’m off this afternoon, so I came to visit.”
The receptionist smiled, quickly pressing the elevator button for her, “Mr. He will definitely be very happy.”
“Thank you.”
When Bo Ying exited the elevator, He Jingxiu was already waiting at the door.
The two exchanged glances, and Bo Ying blinked, “You received the news so quickly?”
If she guessed correctly, the receptionist had called over.
Every time she came, someone would “tip off” He Jingxiu.
He Jingxiu nodded, took her hand, and walked her inside, asking perplexed, “What happened?”
If he remembered correctly, Bo Ying wasn’t on leave.
Bo Ying glanced at him, deliberately saying, “Something big happened.”
He Jingxiu’s steps paused, “What big thing?”
Bo Ying, “You guess first.”
To be honest, He Jingxiu really couldn’t guess.
He led Bo Ying to the office sofa and sat her down, asking if she wanted coffee.
Bo Ying thought for a moment, “No, just warm water.”
He Jingxiu raised an eyebrow and poured her a glass of warm water.
Bo Ying lay lazily on his lap, “Mr. He.”
“What’s wrong?” He Jingxiu continued to guess, “Did you encounter a problem at work?”
Generally, Bo Ying only came to him during work hours when she was frustrated.
Bo Ying: “...No.”
She was speechless, “Can’t you guess something good?”
He Jingxiu looked bewildered.
Bo Ying didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She pulled a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to him. He Jingxiu instinctively took it, looked down, and then froze.
Bo Ying observed the changes in his expression, couldn’t help but laugh, and even raised her hand to wave it in front of him, teasing, “Mr. He? Is your soul still with us?”
He Jingxiu grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.
“Pinch me.”
Bo Ying couldn’t bring herself to do it. She looked up and kissed his chin, asking sweetly, “Is this okay? Little He’s/Her Dad.”
“...”
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