Chapter 11 — Pregnant with the President's child

"It's okay if it's not spicy. Sour is okay. Now I can only swallow sour foods."

He thought for a moment: "I can make a bowl of sour vermicelli soup, use tomatoes and sauerkraut to season, without adding chili, the acidity may increase. Do you think that's okay?"

“Okay. Add more crushed peanuts.”

“Yes.”

An hour later, a bowl of sour vermicelli soup was brought before me. The moment the sour scent wafted in, my stomach finally stopped churning. Take the first bite. The sourness is just right, the chewiness of the vermicelli is also perfect. Crispy crushed peanuts. I collapsed and ate the entire bowl. This is the first time I've eaten a full meal in the past 3 days. After eating, I leaned back on the sofa, finally feeling like a living person again. Phone vibrates. Wechat messages. I glanced— It was Bui Dien. That's right, I don't know when he added my Wechat. It seems that Tan Bac, while I was asleep, used my phone to agree to be friends. The message had only two words: 【Have you eaten yet?】 I replied: 【I have eaten.】 He: 【Still making this dish tomorrow?】 I thought about it and replied: 【Let's change the dish, can we cook fish with pickles? The non-spicy kind.】 After a few seconds. He replied: 【Let Giang Vien arrange it.】 Okay. I looked at this conversation for a long time. Honestly, this person Bui Dien... If he was just a normal person, and only looked at these actions. That's quite... thoughtful, right? Although this thoughtfulness was more like the way a breeder would treat a sow— no, it was more like treating a rare animal that needed conservation. Purpose is very strong. But the effect is real. Comment: 【Wake up, lady! He's for those two eggs! Not because of you!】 【That being said, this man really does his job thoroughly. No wonder as a supporting male character, his charisma surpasses the male lead's.】 【Wait, who is the male lead? Does anyone remember who the male protagonist of this book is?】 Male protagonist? Right. I always forget one thing... From the beginning of the comment, I said that I am a female passerby. So who is the female lead? Who is the male lead? What is the main story line of this "book" actually telling? I frowned, waiting for the comment to give me the answer. But this time, comments did not appear. Apparently… it only shows up at key plot points. It's not that I want to see it so I can see it. That's it. So let's put these mysteries aside for now. Anyway, for me right now, the most important thing is only one... The safe birth of these two children. Other things, wherever you go, you'll get there.

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【Chapter 7】 The turning point came faster than I thought. 11th week of pregnancy, first ultrasound of fetal morphology (ultrasound of malformations). That day, Bui Dien actually came personally. I lay on the ultrasound bed, my belly covered in cold ultrasound gel. Standing next to him was a man 1m87 tall, wearing a dark gray overcoat, his face as cold as a cold winter day. But his eyes kept glued to the screen. Doesn't move for a second. The ultrasound doctor is a female doctor in her 40s, very professional. The probe moved over my stomach, and two blurred images appeared on the screen.

“The twins develop normally, are equal in size—” The doctor looked at them and said, “This is baby A, head circumference and waist circumference are normal. This is baby B—”

The doctor paused for a moment. My heart suddenly contracted.

“What's wrong? doctor?"

“Don't stress.” The doctor laughed, "Baby B is kicking, you have to wait for him to stop to measure the data."

I breathed a sigh of relief. Bui Dien's hand - I didn't notice when he put his hand on the ultrasound bed rail - his knuckles turned white, then slowly relaxed. He's also stressed. Even though there was no expression on his face. But his hands don't lie. Comments: