RMM – Chapter 107 Even Pigs Need Proper Exercise

“Madam, where are you heading?” He Wen asked as he drove.

“Hmm, I don’t feel like going anywhere… Let’s just find a place to sit, have a drink, and chat a little,” Su Ruo replied lazily from her seat, her voice slow and unhurried.

“Should we call them?”

“They? Forget it. They always seem listless, and seeing me like this wouldn’t even interest them.”

Su Ruo tilted her head, thinking for a moment, then sighed. She hadn’t done anything all day, yet she felt inexplicably tired.

“Alright then. Let’s go to Wang Xuan’s first. You’re not really suited for the Mu You environment in your current state.”

He Wen nodded and spoke decisively. Then, frowning slightly, he asked, “Why do you look so worn out? Is it always like this during pregnancy? That must be tough.”

“Not really, my belly isn’t even big yet. I’m just a little sleepy. It’ll be fine after a while.”

In fact, Su Ruo was in good health. It was just that sometimes her emotions became unstable for no reason, leaving her feeling melancholic and lost in thought. She often thought about Xi Yuechen alone, and the more she thought, the lower her mood sank. She didn’t want to keep calling him endlessly, not wanting to seem melodramatic—as if the world should revolve around her just because she was pregnant.

In public, Su Ruo usually didn’t show this side of herself, especially at Zhengjia Courtyard, where it wouldn’t have been appropriate. But around He Wen, she had no such reservations. Fortunately, these moods came and went quickly.

“You know, with that listless look, I hope you’re not suffering from prenatal depression? I hear a lot of people get it these days,” He Wen said after some thought, still worried.

Su Ruo gave him a sideways glare, unimpressed. “I don’t want to talk to someone like you. You can’t even say a nice word. I’m only a few months along.”

He Wen blinked innocently, sensing he had better stay quiet. Whether or not it was prenatal depression, she was certainly a bit irritable—two words from him and she would already be annoyed. The mind of a pregnant woman…

It didn’t take long before they arrived at Wang Xuan’s. As soon as they entered, Wang Xuan came to greet them.

“Hey, what brings you here today? Haven’t seen you two in ages,” Wang Xuan teased.

“We’ve been busy these past few days. You’ve also collected quite a bit from us,” He Wen replied with a light laugh, moving toward their usual spots and keeping close to Su Ruo, watching carefully.

They were out with permission, of course. Besides, even if Shen Liang hadn’t reminded them, Su Ruo couldn’t be careless. Knowing there was a small life growing inside her, she had to be extremely careful—after all, this little one would call her aunt later!

Su Ruo smiled wryly, saying nothing.

Wang Xuan, walking behind, immediately noticed something different. “Ruoruo… are you… pregnant?”

Su Ruo and He Wen exchanged a glance. How did he figure it out?

“Well, your observation is sharp. How did you notice?” He Wen asked, after Su Ruo sat down, turning to Wang Xuan in surprise.

“It’s true! That’s such wonderful news. Congratulations!” Wang Xuan said with a smile. “It’s obvious. I’m a mother of two—how could you not notice? Look at Ruoruo, she’s clearly showing the demeanor of an expectant mother.”

“Oh…” He Wen frowned and studied Su Ruo carefully. “How come I can’t tell? She just seems a little heavier and calmer.”

Wang Xuan smiled, lips pressed together. “How would you know? I’ve had two children—I can tell when someone’s gained weight and settled down. You’ve done well to notice that.”

He Wen chuckled. “Ruoruo, you hear that? I’m so attentive to you. You don’t need to be obsessed with your husband all the time.”

Su Ruo rolled her eyes, snorting lazily.

“By the way, what will you two drink? Ruoruo should probably switch it up, right?” Wang Xuan asked, sitting across from her. This was a proper household, after all—the seats of the eldest grandson, very precious.

“Hmm, just a glass of plain water,” Su Ruo said, then licked her lips thoughtfully. “I want something sour—my mouth feels tasteless. Do you have any preserved plums?”

“Of course, coming right up.”

Wang Xuan called a waitress, giving the order. It was the same young girl as last time, her round face smiling at Su Ruo and He Wen.

“I wonder, Ruoruo, is this baby going to be a big boy?” Wang Xuan teased after placing the order.

“Sour for a girl, spicy for a boy? Is that even reliable?” He Wen asked, peeking occasionally at Su Ruo’s belly.

Su Ruo, curious, stared at Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan laughed and shook his head. “That’s just what people say—who knows if it’s true every time? When I was having my second, I craved sour things—very sour.”

Su Ruo frowned, thinking it sounded unreliable. Meanwhile, He Wen busied himself with his phone.

“I’ll check online, I’m anxious,” he muttered, tapping quickly.

“Don’t bother, there’s no definite answer. Just go with fate. Whatever heaven gives, it gives,” she said, touching the simple ring on her finger and smiling calmly. “For me, son or daughter, it’s all my child.”

Wang Xuan nodded. “Yes, children are a blessing, regardless of gender.”

He Wen, still staring at his phone, muttered, “True, but knowing the gender would be reassuring, right? Otherwise, it’s like a cat scratching at your mind.”

Su Ruo chuckled, glaring at He Wen. It’s not your child—why are you all anxious?

Soon, Su Ruo’s plain water and a small plate of preserved plums arrived. She popped one into her mouth and asked if He Wen and Wang Xuan wanted some.

Wang Xuan shook his head. She only craved sour foods while pregnant with her second.

He Wen squinted, sucking in air, shaking his head. “I don’t like sour. You eat them yourself.”

Seeing neither wanted any, Su Ruo shrugged. “Fine, I’ll eat.”

After sitting a while, having some plums, Su Ruo felt better and couldn’t stay still.

“He Wen, let’s go out for a walk, okay?” she asked.

“Sure,” He Wen nodded, smiling. “I thought you’d sit all day.”

“I’m not a pig. Exercise is necessary,” Su Ruo said, annoyed.

“Did you know? Even pigs need proper exercise,” He Wen teased with a mischievous grin.

“Get lost! Nonsense. Come on, let’s go walk.” Su Ruo stood and pulled He Wen up.

They greeted Wang Xuan and stepped outside. Looking at the busy street, Su Ruo sighed, “Ah, what a waste of time.”

He Wen shook his head helplessly. “You’re just pregnant. Don’t act like a poet mourning the passing of autumn—be happy.”

“You mundane man,” Su Ruo said, glancing at him disdainfully.

Wang Xuan didn’t stop them either. They’d been sitting too long; he probably didn’t want to stay.

Truly, Su Ruo’s life was extraordinary—born into nobility, married into a prominent family, a powerful husband, and now pregnant. It seemed fate had favored her entirely.

He Wen didn’t let Su Ruo walk on the crowded streets. He pulled the car around, ready to take her somewhere.

“Where to now? Direct me where to drive,” He Wen asked as he started the car.

“I don’t know. I just want to go out… How would I know where?” Su Ruo admitted.

He Wen thought for a moment. “Let’s go shopping for clothes. You haven’t bought new ones in a while. Let’s see if there are any pretty and sexy maternity clothes.”

Su Ruo groaned. “Why ‘pretty and sexy’?”

“Can’t think of a reason?” He Wen smiled mysteriously, quite pleased. “To tempt your husband, of course. You’re so full-bodied and attractive now, your figure will be even more alluring. He probably won’t be able to resist.”

Su Ruo sighed, exasperated. He Wen could be infuriating. The idea of trying to seduce her husband—a man so upright and cold—gave her goosebumps. Would he throw her off the bed?

Shaking her head, she pushed the thought away, exhaling and scolding him: “Only you would be interested in that. You should find someone to focus on for your grand ambitions.”

“Pfft, no sense of romance,” He Wen muttered, rolling his eyes while driving through the crowded streets.

He Wen drove them to B City’s largest mall, parked, and led Su Ruo inside.

The maternity and children’s sections were on the fourth floor. Without hesitation, He Wen led Su Ruo there.

After browsing for a while, nothing suitable appeared. Most clothes were meant for when the belly is prominent. Now, they only made her look bulky.

“Forget it. Nothing here fits me. Let’s check the regular clothes,” Su Ruo said. Even if she was a little heavier, she could still wear normal clothes.

He Wen nodded disappointedly. He hadn’t considered that Su Ruo’s belly wasn’t visible yet. It might take a while for it to show.

Too bad—he had wanted to see Ruoruo in maternity clothes. Surely it would have been quite the sight.