Pregnant with the President's child
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Chapter 12

Chapter 12 — Pregnant with the President's child

Updated 10/08/2026 3 min read

【When Bui Dien saw the treasure, his ability to manage his expressions cracked. Even though it was only a 0.01 second crack, I still saw it.】 【A person with an extinct family saw his flesh and blood for the first time... No matter how cold a person is, he can't hold back.】 The ultrasound was completed smoothly, everything is normal. The doctor prints out the photo. Two pictures, one for child A, one for child B. When I left, Tan Bac was waiting at the door. Bui Dien received those two ultrasound photos. I thought he would give it directly to Tan Bac to keep. But he didn't. He looked for a long time. Then fold the photo in half and stuff it into the inside pocket of the coat. Front chest area. I pretended not to see. Comment: 【Mom! Stuff it in your chest pocket!!】 【I'm sorry to faint.】 【That person Bui Dien, his mouth can't say a soft word, but his hands are more sincere than anyone else.】 Leaving the hospital, Bui Dien didn't ask Tan Bac to take me home like usual. He walked up next to me.

“Are you hungry?”

I was stunned. First time. This was the first time he proactively asked me if I wanted to eat - not through Tan Bac's communication, not through the nutritionist's arrangement, but himself, face to face, asking me.

“… Also a bit hungry.”

“What do you want to eat?”

“Fish cooked in pickles.”

“Let's go.”

He walks ahead. The stride is very wide, I have to walk two steps quickly to keep up. After taking a few steps, he seemed to realize something and his speed slowed down. No turning back, no explanation. But it has indeed slowed down. This detail... My heart moved slightly. A very small ripple. It's like a tiny pebble has been thrown onto the surface of the water. Ripples are negligible. But it does indeed exist. This time comments did not fly out. Looks like there's no need to fly out anymore. We ate pickled fish at a private family-style restaurant. The room was very spacious, just the two of us. Bui Dien sat opposite, watching me eat an entire portion of fish - the piece of basa fish was as soft as tofu, the pickled broth was so sweet that I wanted to swallow my tongue. He himself only ate a few bites of rice.

“Aren't you hungry?” I didn't stop with my chopsticks, I held a piece of fish in my mouth and asked him.

“Not very hungry.”

“So why did you come?”

He looked up at me.

“See ultrasound.”

“The ultrasound is done.”

“Convenient.” He lowered his eyes and picked up a piece of tofu.

“Convenient to eat?”

“Yes.”

I looked at his expressionless face and suddenly felt funny. This person Bui Dien... Maybe he doesn't know, sometimes clumsy gentleness is easier to make people remember than meticulously designed romance. But I won't say it. Saying it out loud is no longer cool. After finishing eating, I left the restaurant and Tan Bac's car was waiting at the door. Bui Dien pulled out the car door.

“Take her home.”

“Don't you have your own car?”

“Convenient.”

Convenient again. I got in the car. The car is very quiet, the leather seats are as soft as clouds. Bui Dien sat next to me, the angle of his face was reflected in the light from the street lights outside the window in the morning and at night. Suddenly he spoke.

"Tan Bac said she hasn't been sleeping well at night lately."

"Well, I keep tossing and turning. Probably due to hormonal changes."

“Want to hire a sleep specialist?”

“…What is a sleep specialist?”

“He is the person who helps her fall asleep. Acupressure massage, customized white noise design, therapy with some kind of fragrance.”

I looked at him.

“Bui Dien, do you feel that any problem can be solved with money?”

He was silent for a second.

“Mostly so.”

Okay. He spoke very sincerely, not boasting, just stating a fact. For people with money, this is indeed the truth.

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