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As Ye Nanshen prepared the noodles, he offered Rong Qi a small portion. âJust a little, okay? Open up.â
Rong Qi, gazing at the few strands of noodles on the chopsticks, felt a mix of amusement and frustration.
She complied, savoring the bite. Surprisingly, it revitalized her appetite. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Noticing the noodles were not spicy, she commented, âI suddenly feel hungry.â Ye Nanshen was quick to act. âDid you hear that? Sheâs hungry. Get the kitchen ready for a nutritious meal.â
From a nearby tree, Xu Yi, who had been eavesdropping, leaped down and dashed off to inform Mrs. Hong.
After Rong Qi had her bite, Ye Nanshen refrained from eating the rest of the noodles, choosing instead to cover them up.
Rong Qi noticed his sacrifice. To accommodate her, he had been mimicking her diet, even resisting his cravings. It was a small gesture, but it spoke volumes about his care for her.
She took his hand, âShen, go ahead and eat. The babyâs a bit bigger now, and my cravings are manageable.â
âItâs fine,â Ye Nanshen insisted, âIâll eat with you once your meal is ready.â
Seeing his determination, Rong Qi nodded, accepting his decision.
Her appetite had indeed returned. She finished two and a half bowls of Mrs. Hongâs special meal, much to everyoneâs delight.
âMaster Shen, the strategy was useful,â Mrs. Hong remarked casually.
âStrategy?â Rong Qi was puzzled.
Eating his now mushy noodles, Ye Nanshen downplayed his efforts. âJust something Mrs. Hong came up with.â
Xu Yi, holding a bowl of birdâs nest soup, interjected, âMaster Shen was constantly researching recipes for pregnant women. Even the brand of these noodles was carefully selected.â
Ye Nanshen shot Xu Yi a cool look. âI thought catching wild chickens wouldâve taught you to keep quiet.â
Xu Yi pretended not to hear, focusing on his soup.
Rong Qi observed the dark circles under Ye Nanshenâs eyes, her heart filled with a mix of gratitude and concern. It was Ye Nanshen who bore the brunt of her pregnancy worries.
âNext time, just ask Xu Yi to fetch whatever you need,â Ye Nanshen suggested, half-joking.
âWill do,â Rong Qi replied, a hint of a smile on her lips.
Xu Yi couldnât help but feel his efforts were being exploited. He thought to himself, âWhy does their love always involve my suffering?â
Later, as Ye Nanshen retired to work, Rong Qi rested on the couch. Mrs. Hong and Fan Hui approached with the news.
âMadam,â Fan Hui greeted, concern evident in her voice.
âWhatâs the matter?â Rong Qi inquired.
âItâs Mrs. Ye Sr.,â Fan Hui explained hesitantly. âSheâs ill, and the family doctor canât help. Sheâs asking for you.â
Rong Qi was perplexed. âWith all the resources at their disposal, why turn to me? It seemed like a scheming move to create discord..â