If someone with ulterior motives catches on, it would indeed be a clever move turned self-sabotage.

"Don't worry, I have experience with this," Yang Mi assured, patting her chest.

Since she seemed so confident, Sun Dasheng could only choose to believe her.

He hung up the phone.

Sun Dasheng felt a bit puzzled.

Is she someone with a high chance of getting pregnant?

He's been with other women many times without issue, so why did it only take one or two times with her?

He clearly remembered using protection.

Something's not right.

It's really not right.

It dawned on him.

The condoms were brought by her.

Oh no.

Sun Dasheng slapped his forehead.

Careless!

Could it possibly be like in the movies: poking holes in the condoms to deliberately get pregnant, hoping to latch onto a rich man as a sugar daddy?

In the movies, the woman is a poor girl trying to leverage onto a sugar daddy to skyrocket in status.

As in, turning from a commoner into a noble.

But what was she after?

She wasn't lacking in money.

In the popular terms of those Little Fairies online: A noble single woman, an independent and high-quality female.

On others, this might be debatable.

On her, it fits perfectly.

So what was she after?

A light bulb went off in Sun Dasheng's head.

Aha, what is she currently lacking if not the top-tier resources in the entertainment industry he possesses.

These female celebrities born in the mid-80s really can't bear solitude. They're already in their mid-forties yet still actively appearing on screen, playing roles of those naive, pure-hearted girls.

Actresses born in the late '80s, not quite up to par.

How come they're still letting those seasoned seniors dominate the screen, even playing roles appropriate for their generation?

Thinking of this.

Sun Dasheng chuckled: "These actresses really go all out to stay popular, even risking pregnancy at such advanced maternal age."

In the end, he made a call to the security department.

He asked them to assign four female bodyguards to provide 24-hour personal protection.

Protection was secondary; the main thing was to have them report back to him.

He didn't want to metaphorically wear a green hat.

...

For confidentiality reasons.

Sun Dasheng purchased a private hospital.

In the luxurious private examination room, Yang Mi felt a wave of emotion on hearing it.

It was the emotion of money.

Casually buying a private hospital, what kind of power is this?

In front of him, she felt like she was no different from regular working folks.

The money she'd painstakingly saved from years of acting was probably not worth a single impulsive splurge from him.

"Doctor Li, just tell me the DNA match results directly."

In the director's office.

Sun Dasheng sat in the boss's chair, casually asking.

Standing in front of him was the hospital's director, Li Changfa.

Li Changfa, holding the freshly printed data, smiled at his new boss and said, "The data shows the child in the pregnant woman's belly is yours."

Sun Dasheng jumped up, "Remember to keep it confidential!"

Then he walked toward the door.

"President Sun, rest assured, I'm the only one in the hospital who knows, and it'll never be leaked."

All set.

This was the reason he bought the hospital.

Peace of mind.

Because he had read some news.

Many private details of wealthy people were leaked by hospitals.

He needed to anticipate the unexpected and have a sense of crisis.

...

Outside the hospital.

In the nanny car.

"If any problems arise in the future, just call Director Li. He'll arrange everything. I've already instructed him."

Leaning against Sun Dasheng's chest, Mimi was unusually quiet today, merely murmuring a soft "Hmm."

"Is anything wrong?" Sun Dasheng asked another question.

Today's her was really not like her usual self.

So quiet?

Like she's become a different person?

Possessed?

"Nothing!" Yang Mi replied.

"Well... There are indeed some things on my mind." Unable to withstand Sun Dasheng's constant gaze, Yang Mi opened up: "About the pregnancy, I'm not afraid of anything else, just worried the little girl might not take it well."

"Oh... It seems you have a daughter. But in my memory, I only have pictures of her when she was young. You haven't brought her out in public recently, have you?"

"Is she with her dad, then?"

"No, she's with me. When I got divorced, I won the custody battle and paid quite a price for it."

Yang Mi gritted her teeth as she spoke about the matter.

It seems the past events did bring her significant pain.

Sun Dasheng seemed to recall it was about the 'Night Script'.

Her husband was in a hotel room with a rather famous actress, studying the script late at night behind closed doors.

Hmm...

Can anyone believe it?

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, both of them did, and they believed it earnestly, with vows and promises.

In this regard...

They are truly excellent actors.

They act as if others should believe them too.

But, this matter couldn't be hidden from the person on the pillow next to them.

Hmm...

The Capital's bold girl Mimi decisively kicked him out.

Sun Dasheng could only say: Well done.

Who told you to study the Night Script and get caught, serves you right!

Cough cough...

If your skills are not as good as others, you have to admit it.

"She's not little anymore, right?"

"Yeah, she's already eleven, and in the blink of an eye, she's almost as tall as me." Mentioning her daughter brought a look of happiness to her face; it seems the mother and daughter have depended on each other for years and have a strong bond.

Eleven... Well, that's a bit tough.

This timing is just about entering a girl's rebellious teenage phase.

Youth = rebellion.

"Then you..." Sun Dasheng glanced at her belly.

She said sternly: "I will talk to her about it."

"Alright! Be mindful of the approach, she's almost a big girl now." Sun Dasheng reminded.

"Don't worry, I've got a good plan." Yang Mi suddenly became confident.

Oh, is that so?

....

Several days later.

Yang Mi's home.

The three of them were staring at each other.

Sun Dasheng looked at Yang Mi, speechless.

This is your good plan?

Yang Mi gave him a calm-down gesture with her eyes, then smiled at her daughter, saying: "This is your brother's father, you can call him Uncle Sun."

Xiao Nuomi had been curiously observing him since he entered.

She wanted to see what the uncle her mom liked was like.

She also wanted to know what the father of the unborn brother in her mom's belly was like.

Yang Mi's good plan was actually to be direct with the child and not deceive her; she would understand.

Sure enough, as she hoped, Xiao Nuomi, after a series of emotions like shock, confusion, and discomfort, finally became very happy.

The main reason for happiness was that she'd soon have a younger brother to bully.

She's been alone since childhood, lonely.

Kids born after 2010 are unlike the ones born in the 80s or 90s; with family planning, many of them have siblings at home.

Being the only child at home like her is actually less common now.

At least in her surroundings, it's so. (Rich families naturally have more children.)

Now, her mom told her that, just like her classmates, she'd have a little brother; she was, of course, very happy about it.

Later, she could join in on the fun when classmates talked about teasing their younger siblings.

She even asked her mom to bring her brother's dad over so she could have a good look.

And thus, today's gathering happened.

"Are you my mom's belly brother's dad?" Xiao Nuomi asked curiously.

Sun Dasheng rubbed his forehead: Is this a tongue twister?

"Just call me Uncle Sun." Sun Dasheng corrected her.

Kids shouldn't play with complicated things.

"Hello, Uncle Sun!" Xiao Nuomi blinked her big eyes.

"Hello, Xiao Nuomi, this is Uncle Sun's first time meeting you, here's a gift for you, I hope you like it."

Sun Dasheng took out the gift he prepared.

The gift was actually carefully selected by Yang Mi herself.

Of course, the one who understands her daughter best is mom.

Xiao Nuomi happily took the gift: "Thank you, Uncle Sun, I really like it."

Sun Dasheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He really didn't know what kids liked these days.

He was originally thinking of buying some Barbie dolls or figurines.

But Yang Mi laughed at him: Kids today don't play with those anymore; they find them childish.

"Huh? Then who are all those figurines on the market sold to?" Sun Dasheng asked, looking at the plethora of valuable figurines.

"Of course they're sold to those childish college students!" Yang Mi said matter-of-factly.

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