Gu Zi leaned over, her voice filled with quiet concern. "Eat a little more, will you? You've been running around nonstop these past few days, doing everything yourself. After dinner, go upstairs and get some rest."
Su Shen picked up a piece of braised pork rib, took a bite, and smiled at her indulgently. "Silly girl. I'm your husband. You're the one carrying our baby—if I don't take care of things, who else will? Don't overthink. Just relax."
Gu Zi beamed. She nodded obediently, waiting until he finished his meal. As soon as he set his chopsticks down, Lin Cheng—ever considerate—stepped in and took over the task of clearing the table.
Upstairs, Su Shen ran a warm bath and guided Gu Zi gently into the bathroom. She'd deliberately encouraged him to rest earlier tonight—after so many days of nonstop running about, even someone with his stamina was bound to wear out. She worried about him, perhaps more than he realized.
