This person is clearly a male protagonist in a female-oriented novel, yet he is excessively lucid.

As the car slowly drove into the heart of Shanghai, dappled sunlight and shadows were cast by the plane tree leaves along the street, flowing through the car windows into tiny, warm spots of light.

Xiao Yilin's fingertips remained gently pressed against her lower abdomen, her gaze following the familiar buildings and the lively atmosphere of the streets outside the window. The expectation in her eyes grew stronger and longer, as if soaked in warm water.

The car came to a smooth stop downstairs, and the moment the two entered the room, they saw Xiao Tianhe and Song Shuwan already waiting in the living room.

The soft light bathed the two of them in a gentle glow at their temples. As soon as they entered, they stood up to greet them, their eyes filled with long-awaited concern, and their smiles were barely concealed, as if they had been waiting all day.

Before her parents could speak, Xiao Yilin smiled and quickly stepped forward, gently handing her phone to them.

On the screen, a bright red marriage certificate and a light blue pregnancy test report are neatly displayed side by side. The red is passionate, and the blue is serene. The joy that cannot be hidden between the pages almost bursts out of the screen and into the air.

"Dad, Mom, I have good news to share!"

Her voice was as light as a bird's chirp, her eyes shone with starlight, and her tone was full of joy.

"Shen Zhou and I got our marriage certificate, and... I'm pregnant."

After saying that, she playfully touched her lower abdomen.

After he finished speaking, there was a brief two-second silence in the living room.

This stillness was not an accident, but rather the emotion and relief that Xiao Tianhe and Song Shuwan had finally received from their daughter's own words.

The couple saw the news of the pregnancy on their daughter's WeChat Moments this morning. They were both surprised and delighted, but they deliberately held back from asking her directly, hoping that she would come to their door to tell them in person so that they could share this most precious joy with her in person.

The next second, an overwhelming joy completely enveloped the two of them.

Song Shuwan grabbed her daughter's hand, her gaze tenderly falling on her still flat stomach, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement and a sob:

"Really? My Linlin is going to be a mom! I'm going to be a grandma... I saw your post on WeChat Moments this morning, and your dad and I held back from asking. We were just waiting for you to tell us yourself!"

She held her daughter's hand tightly and stroked it repeatedly. The warmth of her palm seeped through the fabric, conveying both the relief of knowing in advance that her worries had finally come to an end and the genuine warmth of hearing the good news with her own ears.

Xiao Tianhe stood to the side, a genuine and cheerful smile spreading across his usually calm and reserved face. The relaxation between his brows could not hide the joy of hearing the good news and the relief of confirmation.

He raised his hand and patted Yu Chenzhou's shoulder heavily, the force full of an elder's approval and entrustment:

"Good job, lad! You didn't let us down!"

I had a feeling you'd be sending good news soon, and you didn't keep us waiting long.

As he spoke, he looked at his daughter's adorable face, glanced down at her lower abdomen with tenderness, his smile deepened, and his tone was full of expectation.

"Our family is finally going to have a new member."

After dinner, the afterglow of the setting sun spilled through the gauze curtains on the balcony, gilding the rattan chair with a warm, gentle gold.

Song Shuwan sat with Xiao Yilin in a wicker chair, basking in the sun. She gently patted her daughter's hand, her tone carrying a hint of reproach mixed with undisguised affection.

"It seems your visit to your in-laws went quite smoothly. Well, Chenzhou loves you so much and always thinks of you. He wouldn't want you to suffer even the slightest grievance."

Then she changed the subject and began to explain the precautions for the pregnancy in detail, from avoiding strenuous activity and prolonged sitting to the duration and pace of walks after meals. Every word she spoke revealed her utmost care and love for her daughter and unborn grandson.

On the other side, the living room was filled with the aroma of tea, the rich scent of Pu'er permeating the air.

Xiao Tianhe pulled Yu Chenzhou to sit on the sofa, a pot of aged Pu'er tea brewing on the tea stove in front of them. The topic naturally and solemnly turned to wedding preparations.

He picked up his teacup and took a sip, his gaze gentle yet revealing the solemnity of an elder, his tone carrying the joy and relief of becoming a grandfather for the first time:

"When I saw Linlin's post on WeChat Moments this morning, I started discussing the wedding with your mom."

Setting it for December provides ample time, but meticulous attention to detail is essential.

Linlin is currently pregnant and cannot tolerate any strenuous activity or stay up late. All those fancy and complicated procedures have been eliminated, and the process has been simplified as much as possible. The core goal is to make her feel comfortable and at ease.

Fortunately, you took your wedding photos beforehand, so now she can just focus on her pregnancy and doesn't have to worry about anything.

When the topic turned to the venue, he put down his teacup and added with certainty:

"We booked a hotel in Shanghai, within a 30-minute drive from home, with good road conditions, so Linlin wouldn't have to travel back and forth and get tired."

Don't worry about this, I'll take full responsibility. I know a few friends who own hotels; they have good reputations, quiet environments, and plenty of privacy.

Just tell me how many relatives and friends are coming to your house.

I'll arrange for someone to go see some options tomorrow, prioritizing a lower-floor banquet hall without pillars for easy movement. I'll also book hotels for relatives and friends at the same time, saving everyone the trouble.

Yu Chenzhou nodded slightly, sitting up even more upright, his tone exceptionally sincere and solemn. When he spoke of Xiao Yilin, a gentle warmth unconsciously welled up in his eyes:

"Dad, you've thought of everything so thoroughly. With you making the arrangements, Linlin and I feel completely at ease."

He paused, then added in detail.

"I had already shortlisted a few hotels, but I was worried about Linlin having to travel a lot. Since you have the resources, I'll trouble you to take care of this."

After a brief pause, he spoke again in a sincere tone.

"I have prepared the bride price and betrothal gifts according to the rules. I will show you and Mom the list later. If there are any adjustments later, I will follow your arrangements. In short, the safety and well-being of Linlin and the child are the most important thing."

Looking at his clear-headed expression and the way he cherished Linlin, Xiao Tianhe nodded in satisfaction, his tone softening, his eyes filled with anticipation for his future grandson.

"It's enough that you have the intention."

You can rest assured about the hotel. I'll contact my old friend tomorrow to coordinate. Besides the ambiance and transportation, I'll also finalize the menu with the kitchen.

The two discussed the guest list, banquet specifications, and selection of gifts in detail. Every casual conversation revealed their tender care for Xiao Yilin and their heartfelt anticipation for the upcoming baby.

On the balcony, Song Shuwan's gentle words of advice continued.

She held her daughter's hand, her tone gentle yet her words earnest:

"You must eat a light and nutritious diet. You must not touch raw, cold, spicy, or blood-activating foods. You cannot be careless about this at all."

Tomorrow I'll go to the fresh food market and pick out the freshest ingredients. I'll make you nourishing soups every day, with different dishes, to make sure you eat well and get healthy.

Your dad saw your WeChat Moments this morning and immediately started asking around. He specifically instructed the kitchen to prepare special meals for pregnant women, and even made some stomach-soothing soup in advance. He's thought of everything for you.

"I need to completely change my sleep schedule. I can no longer stay up late scrolling through my phone or watching TV shows like before. I need to make sure I get at least eight hours of sleep every day so I can be well-rested and healthy for the baby."

Xiao Yilin leaned against her mother's shoulder, her eyes crinkling with a sweet, coquettish smile.

"Okay, Mom! I'll listen to you. Thank you, Dad, for being so thoughtful. With you and Chenzhou by my side, I feel especially at ease."

Her words were filled with tenderness, enveloped in love.

Song Shuwan suddenly changed the subject, her tone becoming more serious and earnest, but her eyes were full of genuine concern:

"There's one more thing you must remember. You're only three or four weeks pregnant now, and the embryo hasn't taken root and stabilized yet. The first three months are the most critical period, and you absolutely cannot have sexual relations with your spouse."

A slight mistake could easily injure the body or even affect the child; this is no small matter and cannot be taken lightly.

Fearing her daughter wouldn't take it seriously, she added a sentence, emphasizing her point.

"I'll remind Chen Zhou later as well. You two need to restrain yourselves. Once the first three months are over and the baby is stable, everything will be fine."

Xiao Yilin's cheeks flushed and her ear tips turned red from her mother's words, and she couldn't help but laugh.

"Mom, don't worry about this. Shenzhou is a doctor, he knows these things better than we do. He already told me, he definitely won't let me and the baby take any risks."

"That's good. Mom was just worried that you two were so in love that you might have forgotten the bigger picture."

Song Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief, her tone softened, and she gently patted her daughter's hand.

As night deepened, a cool breeze swept across the window, bringing a sense of comfort.

The two got up to return to Songjian Yue Mansion. Song Shuwan had already packed a bag full of tonics, fresh fruits and vegetables, and a thick pregnancy handbook, stuffing them all into the car. She held Xiao Yilin's hand, repeatedly giving her instructions and refusing to let go:

"Your dad took care of everything at the hotel. He chose places that are close to home and without steps. He even specially reserved a rest room with a bathroom so you can rest there if you're tired on the wedding day. Don't push yourself too hard."

"At the banquet, you will only eat the food prepared specifically for you. When others offer you a toast, Chen Zhou must block it; you are not allowed to force yourself to drink a single drop."

Yu Chenzhou stood silently to the side the whole time, carrying Xiao Yilin's bag, his eyes always on her, afraid that she would get tired of standing.

After she finished speaking with her mother, he reached out and carefully supported her waist, his movements as gentle as if he were protecting a fragile treasure, and slowly helped her into the car. He also thoughtfully adjusted the seat angle and pulled over a cushion to support her back so that she could lean back more comfortably.

In the car, Xiao Yilin leaned against the passenger seat and murmured:

"My parents are so thoughtful; they even arranged details like the hotel lounge and private meals."

Yu Chenzhou gently took her hand and placed it on her lower abdomen, his fingertips softly caressing it. His voice was deep and gentle, carrying a reassuring power:

"Yes, Dad is even more thoughtful than we are. With him overseeing the hotel, we don't need to worry at all. We can just relax and wait for the wedding."

From now on, I'll be there for you, and Mom and Dad will love you and the baby. We'll definitely be alright.

Xiao Yilin looked up at him, her eyes filled with tenderness and peace. She nodded gently, her heart overflowing with happiness, which drifted over the cool evening breeze and melted into the quiet and warm night.