The voluptuous and beautiful nanny, Technician Shen fell for her.

After the photo taken under the blazing sun was developed, Su Nianhe specially framed it and hung it in the most conspicuous position in the living room on the first floor of the Western-style house.

Not long after moving into the manor, it was already May in Jiang City.

As the weather warmed up day by day, Su Nianhe developed some unusual health problems.

She became extremely sleepy, spending most of the day curled up on the soft canopy bed in the master bedroom on the second floor.

The worst part is that her appetite has increased dramatically.

What followed was the intense, sweet, fruity scent emanating from her, which filled the entire second floor of the mansion.

Shen Huai sensed something was wrong and immediately had Secretary Zhou invite the most experienced private doctor from the city hospital to the manor, and also took Su Nianhe for a check-up.

In the master bedroom on the second floor.

The doctor put away his stethoscope, looked at the lab report in his hand, and said with a smile, "Mr. Shen, congratulations. Your wife is pregnant, just over two months along."

The room was so quiet that the only sound was the ticking of the grandfather clock.

Shen Huai, who was always unfazed even by the collapse of Mount Tai, stood by the bed, holding the thin test report in his hand.

His knuckles were taut, and the sheet trembled uncontrollably in mid-air.

He lowered his head, his eyes visibly red.

Su Nianhe leaned against the headboard, still a little dazed from sleep.

Shen Huai walked over, stretched out his long arm, and hugged the person and the blanket tightly into his arms.

He was incredibly strong, as if trying to embed her into his body, his chin resting on the top of her head, his breathing heavy and rapid.

"It's true." His voice was hoarse and trembling.

Su Nianhe wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed her cheek against his warm chest, listened to his rapid heartbeat, and her almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents.

Since discovering his pregnancy, Shen Huai has completely transformed into an extremely anxious "henpecked husband".

Su Nianhe is delicate. Her pregnancy symptoms are not severe, but she is picky about food. She feels nauseous after just one bite of food from outside.

Without saying a word, Shen Huai directly instructed Secretary Zhou to cancel all the cross-provincial meetings in the special economic zone and the capital city that were worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

He had a mahogany desk moved into the manor and started working in the second bedroom next to the master bedroom.

As noon approached, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the open-plan kitchen.

Shen Huai was wearing a gray apron around his waist, with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and he was standing in front of the kitchen counter cutting pork belly.

He has excellent knife skills, and the pieces of meat he cuts are all the same size.

Su Nianhe walked barefoot down the thick carpet, slowly descending the stairs.

Today she wore a light red fitted knit dress. Because she had been eating a lot lately, her already curvaceous figure became even more voluptuous and alluring, with a natural charm emanating from her waistline.

She hugged Shen Huai from behind, pressing her cheek against his broad back.

"It smells so good." Her voice was soft and sweet, with a slightly nasal tone, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

Shen Huai stopped moving, put down the kitchen knife, and turned around.

His large hand naturally supported her plump waist, pressing her against the edge of the table. The sweet aroma of fruit mixed with the smoky scent of scallions and ginger wafted straight into her nostrils.

"I'll make your favorite braised pork today." Shen Huai lowered his head, his nose brushing against her neck.

He struggled to control himself.

Su Nianhe's family background was somewhat lacking from childhood, and her pregnancy was unstable. The doctor advised her not to take any risks in the early stages.

But she's been eating a lot lately, and her fragrance is more irresistible than ever, constantly wafting in front of him.

Su Nianhe felt itchy from his rubbing and moved back a little.

"Your stubble is prickly." She pushed his hard chest.

"Go get a shave after you finish eating." Shen Huai kissed her lips hard before letting go and turning to continue mixing the sauce for the braised pork.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the wrought iron gate outside the manor opened.

A brand-new red Santana and an imported black Crown drove in one after the other and came to a steady stop in the driveway.

Li Lianhua stepped out of the Crown car, dressed in a smart business suit and high heels.

She is now the national sales general agent for the Huai Nian clothing brand, exuding a powerful aura and being a true strong woman.

Zhu Yuanyuan emerged from the Santana, still robust in physique, carrying two exquisitely crafted gift boxes.

She is now the general manager of Huai Nian Garment Factory, overseeing several thousand workers.

The two of them rushed into the Western-style building.

Inside the glass sunroom on the south side of the manor.

Su Nianhe leaned back in the rattan chair, with Shen Huai's homemade red bean double-skin milk in front of her.

"My God." Zhu Yuanyuan pulled out a chair and sat down, picking up a delicate pastry from the table and stuffing it into her mouth. "Nianhe, the way you live! I just saw Boss Shen wearing an apron and washing dishes in the kitchen, and I was so scared I almost didn't dare to come in."

Li Lianhua placed the gift box on the table, her face beaming with smiles.

"This is a soft fabric that just came out from the special economic zone. I had my staff rush it out so it would be comfortable for you to wear once you're pregnant." Li Lianhua picked up her teacup, took a sip, and glanced at the luxurious sunroom.

Three girls who once struggled at the bottom of society and endured countless scornful looks are now enjoying afternoon tea in this prime real estate.

"I can't believe it." Li Lianhua leaned back in her chair, filled with emotion. "A few years ago, we were still serving dishes and washing dishes in the municipal party committee compound. You had to watch your step Director Liu's face every day. Back then, you had to hide even when you were eating your fill, afraid of being discovered. Now, you're the wife of the richest man, I manage the national sales network, and Yuanyuan has become the director of a major factory."

Zhu Yuanyuan stuffed another piece of pastry into her mouth and mumbled her reply.

"That's right. Those gossipy women from before, now when they see me, they all greet me respectfully as 'Director Zhu.' We've finally made it."

As Su Nianhe listened to their words, her almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents.

"That's because you two are capable." She scooped up a spoonful of double-skin milk and put it in her mouth. "The factory is now entirely supported by the two of you. As the major shareholder, I can just lie at home and count the money."

Light, cheerful laughter drifted from the sunroom.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the area outside the manor became lively again.

Two cars drove into the yard.

Shen Wanshan, Liu Huizhen, Old Man Shen and Old Woman Shen, and Shen Tao's family all came in a grand procession.

After all, Su Nianhe is pregnant, and this is the eldest grandson and great-grandson of the Shen family. How could the elders sit still?

The living room was brightly lit.

Su Nianhe sat on the sofa and chatted with the elders for a while before feeling sleepy due to her pregnancy.

She yawned twice in a row, her eyelids drooping.

Shen Huai walked over and pulled the person up from the sofa.

"Go to sleep if you're tired, no need to stay with her." Shen Huai skipped the formalities and turned to the elders, saying, "She's not feeling well right now, I'll take her upstairs first."

The elders nodded repeatedly, and no one dared to object.

After Shen Huai settled Su Nianhe downstairs and returned to the living room, the atmosphere had subtly changed.

Liu Huizhen sat on the sofa, holding a teacup in her hand. Seeing Shen Huai walk over, she quickly spoke.

"Xiao Huai, Nianhe is heavily pregnant now. Although there are cooks and nannies in this manor, they are not as attentive as family. I'm thinking of moving here for a few months to take good care of her until she gives birth."

Liu Huizhen is now genuinely trying to show her true colors.

She had been longing for this grandson for so long.

Shen Huai sat down on the single sofa, crossed his long legs, and directly refused.

"No need. We have enough manpower here."

Liu Huizhen's face stiffened for a moment, but she still tried to argue: "No one you hire can be as meticulous as your own mother. Children are picky eaters..."

"I'll cook the meal myself," Shen Huai interrupted her. "If you stay here, she'll feel pressured. She's gentle, and you usually speak with a high-handed attitude, which makes her uncomfortable. Pregnant women need to be completely relaxed."

These words left no room for tact, and Liu Huizhen's face flushed red and then turned pale.

Shen Huai turned his gaze to the old lady and old man beside him.

"If Grandpa and Grandma find the compound stuffy, they can stay for a few days. She gets along well with Grandma and it would be nice for her to keep them company and chat with them to relieve their boredom."

Upon hearing this, Grandma Shen nodded happily: "Alright, my husband and I will stay for a couple of days. The air is fresh in the manor."

Liu Huizhen was speechless and opened her mouth, wanting to say something to save face.

Shen Wanshan sat in the main seat and slammed his teacup down on the coffee table with a thud.

"Alright," Shen Wanshan said in a deep voice, stopping Liu Huizhen's nagging. "Xiao Huai is right. As long as the young people are comfortable with their own lives, that's enough. There should still be some distance between people, even between mothers and sons, or mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law. With you moving in, no one feels comfortable. If you're interested, come and visit more often, but don't cause trouble."

Shen Wanshan has an excellent overall perspective and makes the final decision.

His son is successful, and his daughter-in-law is no less so; he now enjoys a leisurely life playing chess.

Despite her deep resentment, Liu Huizhen could only swallow her words.

"It's getting late, let's head back now." Shen Wanshan stood up and prepared to leave with Liu Huizhen, Shen Tao, and Wang Liping.

Shen Huai followed behind and saw them to the door.

Just as he reached the steps of the gate, five-year-old Shen Ping'an suddenly sat down on the ground, hugged the gatepost with both hands, and his chubby face turned red.

"I'm not leaving! I want to stay here and play!" Shen Ping'an yelled at the top of his lungs. "There's a big lawn here, and lots of delicious food! I want to stay with my uncle and aunt! I'm not going back to the compound this weekend!"

Wang Liping hurriedly pulled him away: "Ping An, be good. Your aunt has a little brother in her belly. You can't make a sound."

Shen Ping'an was fat and sat down on the ground. Wang Liping couldn't pull him up at all.

Shen Huai looked down at his chubby nephew.

In fact, although Shen Ping'an is usually simple-minded, he is always quite well-behaved in front of Su Nianhe, and Su Nianhe also likes to tease him.

Shen Huai walked down the steps, bent down, stretched out his long arm, and picked up the round, fleshy ball from the ground.

"Okay, stay here and have some fun." Shen Huai readily agreed.

Shen Ping'an immediately stopped howling, hugged Shen Huai's neck, and made faces at Wang Liping.

Shen Tao instructed his son, "Listen to your uncle, aunt, great-grandfather, and great-grandmother, and don't run around or jump around."

Shen Wanshan shook his head, ignored it, and got into the car with the others.

The night was dark.

The car's taillights disappeared into the tree-lined road outside the manor, and Shen Huai, carrying Shen Ping'an, turned and walked back to the living room.

The manor has returned to tranquility, with only the early summer breeze blowing across the lawn.