"Mrs. Sheng," the nurse said, "Mr. Sheng has tasked me with taking care of your entire body during your pregnancy, including your private parts. Because during pregnancy, moms can experience all sorts of minor problems, and I can solve all of these for you. Rest assured, Mrs. Sheng, I graduated from a medical college and hold a professional nursing certificate."
Ye Shu’s facial muscles twitched involuntarily a few times as she forced a smile and said, "Hehe, nice to meet you."
After the nurse left, Ye Shu was rooted to the spot, stunned. She simply refused to move!
"What’s wrong, Mrs. Sheng?" Sheng Shaochen got a fright. "Do you feel unwell?"
"It’s not that!" Ye Shu’s eyes rolled around for a moment before she suddenly shouted, "Let’s have them all out at once! What other ’-ists’ are there?"
Her command indeed brought out a parade of women!
A: "Good day, Mrs. Sheng, I am your companion nurse."
Ye Shu: "What? Wasn’t there already a nurse just now? Another one?"
A: "It’s different, Mrs. Sheng. The one before is in charge of your physical care, while I am responsible for your mental companionship. Because, you understand, a mom-to-be’s mental state can also be affected during pregnancy."
B: "Good day, Mrs. Sheng, I am your stylist. When you occasionally need to go out, I will design the most suitable looks for you, tailored to the different stages of your pregnancy."
C: "Good day, Mrs. Sheng, I am your hair stylist..."
D: "Good day, Mrs. Sheng, I am your fashion designer..."
After all the women introduced themselves one by one, Ye Shu felt she was about to faint. What was all this? Now it seemed to her that from head to toe, from her body to her spirit, and even to her soul, not a single part was free; everything was tightly monitored.
Once back in the bedroom, Ye Shu immediately protested, "Mr. Sheng, didn’t you say that whatever Mrs. Sheng says is an imperial edict?"
"Yes, what about it?" Sheng Shaochen countered. "It seems, Mrs. Sheng, you’re not very pleased with this arrangement?"
"Not pleased? I utterly detest it! Now I have no freedom at all. Don’t you know how important a person’s mood is for a pregnant woman? With so many people in the house taking care of this and that for me, should I even bother living? I don’t care; you need to fire them all right now. Keeping a chef would be more than enough. Otherwise, I refuse to live in this prison-like place!"
Perhaps it was the pregnancy, but after she vented her frustration, Ye Shu suddenly realized she had dared to get angry with Mr. Sheng and gasped in shock.
Like a child who had done wrong, she grabbed the head of the household’s arm and shook it, cooing, "Husband, please, I really can’t get used to living with so many people. At most, I promise you, I’ll take good care of myself and ensure your baby grows strong and healthy in my belly, okay?"
Sheng Shaochen thought for a moment and pinched her nose gently, "Alright, one week. If after one week you still can’t adapt, then we’ll let them go, OK?"
"You promise?" Ye Shu said immediately. "One week it is then. Anyway, I feel like there’s no way I’ll be able to adapt. Humph!"
However, some things really shouldn’t be dismissed outright...