Chapter 17 — Pregnant with the President's child

"Passing." He handed the bag to me, "Giang Vien said she's been craving sour foods lately. This is apricot fruit, organic, you can eat it directly."

I took the bag. Inside is a delicately packaged box of apricot fruit, each fruit is round and green, emitting a cool sweet and sour smell.

“Thank you—”

“One more thing.”

He stood at the door without entering, his expression returning to the cold state of public work.

"About the matter of my eldest aunt-in-law. I have already handled it, from now on no one will come to bother you again. But—"

He looked at me.

“To Duong, I need to confirm something with you.”

“What?”

"It's about the contract. Do you still think the same as before? The baby belongs to me, you keep the visitation rights?"

I looked at him. His expression was calm, like he was confirming a commercial term. But I noticed— when he asked this question, his eyes shifted slightly. Don't look directly into my eyes. Guilty? Or— Not sure? Comment: 【Bui Dien is testing to see if the woman will change her mind.】 【Because he realized— To Duong may not just want to be a vessel.】 【But he himself doesn't know what to do. Anyway, in his mind, this is still a transaction.】 I leaned against the door frame, holding my bag of apricot fruit. Think for a moment.

“Bui Dien, I changed my mind.”

His pupils shrank slightly.

“Visitation rights are not enough.” I said, "I want custody. Joint custody."

Silence for three seconds. His throat moved.

“The reason?”

“Because I am their mother.”

When I said this sentence, my tone was more steadfast than my own imagination.

“Not a surrogate, not a vessel, not a tool. A mother.”

Bui Dien looked at me. A very long time. That look—not scrutinizing, not calculating. But... Realizing again from the beginning. Finally he opened his mouth.

“The contract can be edited.”

Only 5 words. But I understand. He agreed. I smirked, took an apricot fruit from my bag and stuffed it into my mouth. Sour. So sour that my face wrinkled. But inside, it's sweet.

“Bui Dien.”

“Hmm?”

“Do you want to come in and sit for a bit? I can pour you a glass of water. Although there is no expensive mineral water like your company's, only regular bottled mineral water.”

He stood at the door without moving. The ability to manage expressions is flawless. But... The tips of my ears are red again.

"No need. I still have work."

“Ah, yes.”

He turned and walked two steps. Stop again. Don't turn around.

“To Duong.”

“Yes?”

"Tomorrow's prenatal checkup, I'll come pick you up. No need for Tan Bac anymore."

Then leave. Very fast footsteps. As fast as running away. Comments went crazy. 【BOI! ACT! OLDER BROTHER! RUN! FEMALE! WHAT!】 【You're blushing and you're still pretending to be cool! Who wants to believe it!】 【The female supporting character successfully dumped the male supporting role? Is this plot wrong? Has the supporting character become the main female character?】 【It's not that the supporting female character has become the main female character - but the supporting female character has become the main female character of her own life.】 I stood at the door, chewing apricot fruit and smiling. Sour to the teeth. But it's okay. After being sour—it's sweet.

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【Chapter 10】 20th week of pregnancy. The belly has protruded and cannot be hidden anymore. The pregnant belly is round and round, and the two babies inside are also becoming more and more active. Often often kicked me in the middle of the night—one on the left, one on the right. It's like playing ping pong. I lay on the bed and took a photo of my belly and sent it to Bui Dien. Attached caption: 【Your son/daughter practices martial arts in the middle of the night, do you care?】 It was 1:17 am. He replied in a single note. 【Do they kick during the day?】 【Do they kick? Around 4pm, ride for about 10 minutes.】