He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

The message was sent and I received a reply within minutes.

Dr. Zhang: [Try eating something sour, like plum juice.]

Fu Lu immediately ordered plum juice online.

Half an hour later, the merchant delivered the plum juice to my door.

Fu Lu asked Song Zhi to give it a try.

Song Zhi shook her head: "I don't want to eat."

She vomits everything she eats now; she's really terrified of vomiting.

Fu Lu gently coaxed, "The doctor said this can help, you should try it."

Upon hearing Fu Lu's words, Song Zhi lowered her head and took a small sip.

It's sweet and sour, and quite delicious.

But she didn't dare drink too much, worried that she would throw up again later.

"Ninth Brother, I won't drink anymore, just one sip."

Fu Lu placed the plum juice on the cabinet next to him: "Take it easy, and drink some more if you stop vomiting."

Song Zhi nodded: "Mm."

After waiting for a while, Song Zhi did not vomit, and Fu Lu's tense expression finally relaxed.

"It seems the little one in my belly likes sour food."

Fu Lu spoke with a smile.

Song Zhi smiled slightly and nodded.

Fu Lu reached out and placed his large hand on Song Zhi's lower abdomen: "Baby, don't bother your mother, or Daddy will spank your bottom."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi couldn't help but sneer.

Fu Lu looked up at her: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's only been a little over a month, and I still can't understand it."

"My baby is very smart, he will definitely understand."

Song Zhi smiled but didn't say anything.

Fu Lu reached out and took her hand: "Lie down for a while, I'll stay here with you."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Song Zhi asked, somewhat puzzled, "Who's here?"

"I don't know, I'll go open the door, you just lie there quietly."

Song Zhi nodded.

Fu Lu got up and went to the entrance to open the door.

Seeing Zhang Ma standing at the door with bags and packages, he quickly took a step back: "Didn't my dad say he'd come next week?"

Aunt Zhang said with a smile, "Pregnant women are more delicate in the first three months, so I told the master and came to take care of you."

"come in."

Fu Lu reached in and brought in Zhang Ma's things, then settled her into the guest room.

Zhang Ma was a little reserved when she first came to Fu Lu's place.

"Mr. Fu, how is your wife feeling today?"

"I vomited a lot today; I just ate something and then threw it all up again."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ma frowned with heartache.

"Oh dear, that won't do. I specially brought some pickled plums from my hometown; they're perfect for whetting the appetite."

He then started walking towards the kitchen.

Fu Lu stopped her: "Aunt Zhang, please sit down for a while. I'll go tell her."

"Good."

Fu Lu returned to the bedroom, where Song Zhi was leaning against the headboard. Upon seeing Fu Lu enter, she asked him a question.

"Who's here?"

"It's Zhang Ma."

Fu Lu sat down by the bed and gently took her hand. "My dad was worried, so he sent her over ahead of time to take care of you."

Song Zhi was somewhat surprised: "Ah? This is too troublesome."

"No trouble at all."

Zhang Ma's voice came from the doorway; she was carrying a steaming bowl of soup.

"Madam, please try this. I've been simmering this old duck soup with dried tangerine peel all morning; it's perfect for the stomach."

Surprisingly, Song Zhi didn't feel nauseous when she smelled the aroma.

Seeing this, Fu Lu quickly took the bowl and carefully fed her a sip.

"How about it?"

The two asked nervously at the same time.

Song Zhi savored it carefully, her eyes brightening slightly: "It's delicious, and I don't feel nauseous at all."

Aunt Zhang clapped her hands happily: "Sour for a boy, spicy for a girl! It seems Madam is carrying a little prince."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi smiled awkwardly and remained silent.

Fu Lu said, "That's not certain. We'll only know after the baby is born. We'll love it whether it's a boy or a girl."

Zhang Ma realized she had said the wrong thing and smiled awkwardly: "That's true, nowadays boys and girls are the same, girls can hold up half the sky too."

Fu Lu stood up and said to Zhang Ma, "Zhang Ma, I'll be troubling you during this time."

Aunt Zhang smiled and waved her hand, "Young master, you're too kind. It's my honor to take care of Madam."

She turned to Song Zhi and winked, "Don't worry, Madam, I'm experienced. I guarantee you'll have a comfortable few months."

Song Zhi nodded gratefully, "Thank you, Aunt Zhang. You don't need to call me 'Madam,' just call me by my name."

Song Zhi felt a little awkward when she heard the word "wife".

Aunt Zhang nodded with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Zhi, if you feel unwell, tell me. I have experience."

Song Zhi nodded: "Yes, thank you, I will."

"You're welcome, it's all my duty."

Thanks to Zhang Ma's presence, Song Zhi has been well-nourished these past few days, with a rosy complexion and fewer bouts of morning sickness.

On a weekend morning, Song Zhi woke up early and gently nudged Fu Lu beside her: "Ninth Brother, today..."

Fu Lu closed his eyes and pulled her closer to him, his voice hoarse from the early morning.

"I remember, the match."

He opened his eyes, looked into Song Zhi's expectant gaze, and couldn't help but kiss her forehead: "Are you so afraid I'll forget?"

Song Zhi smiled, pursing her lips, and tapped the buttons on his pajamas with her fingers: "Just a reminder."

How are you feeling today?

Fu Lu's warm palm covered her lower abdomen.

"The baby was very good and didn't fuss."

Song Zhi's eyes crinkled into a smile, "After watching the match, we..."

"I'll take you shopping."

Fu Lu picked up the conversation, affectionately pinching the tip of her nose, "I heard a new maternity and baby products store opened in the mall."

"Should we buy it for the baby?"

"Buy together for both the older and younger babies."

Song Zhi leaned in and kissed him: "Thank you, husband."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Lu pulled her into his arms, held the back of her head, and deepened the kiss.

Song Zhi struggled to push him away, breathing softly, "I haven't brushed my teeth."

"I don't mind it."

"I despise you."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu immediately put on a pitiful expression: "You're disgusted with me?"

Song Zhi's lips twitched: "You're really good at acting."

As he spoke, he got up, got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom.

Fu Lu followed her eagerly, reaching out his hand: "Honey, when we go shopping later, how about we buy a baby stroller?"

Just then, Zhang Ma brought breakfast from the kitchen into the living room and her eyes lit up when she heard the conversation.

"Are you getting things ready for the little one?"

Song Zhi chimed in, "We'll go take a look first."

"Oh dear, it's too early to start preparing now."

Aunt Zhang laid out the breakfast, saying, "We can buy it when she's seven or eight months pregnant."

Fu Lu smiled and said, "Consider it doing your homework in advance."

Aunt Zhang wiped her hands: "Then I'll go too, and give you some advice."

Song Zhi paused, about to speak, when Fu Lu already agreed, "I feel more at ease with you by my side."

"Then I'll go and get ready in a bit."

With that, he went to his bedroom.

After Zhang Ma left, Song Zhi sighed softly.

Fu Lu keenly sensed something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

“We’re going to watch the game. Aunt Zhang will find it boring if she comes along.”

"It's alright, I feel more at ease with her by my side."

"I'm not that delicate."

"I know, but I just want to put my mind at ease. Next time, when you're feeling better, I'll take you out for some alone time."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi realized that Fu Lu had misunderstood her, so she explained, "That's not what I meant. I just think it's hard for Aunt Zhang to be running around with me all these years."

Zhang Ma's voice came from the bedroom door: "It's not tiring at all. My legs are perfectly fine. I was just bored at home anyway, so I went out for a walk."

“I’m worried that your body won’t be able to handle it if this goes on for too long.”

Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "It's alright, I'm perfectly healthy, don't worry."

Hearing Zhang Ma say that, Song Zhi didn't say anything.