I glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table in frustration. It was already past two o'clock, which meant I had only slept for half an hour. Who on earth had such impeccable timing and came knocking on my door right after returning, making such a racket? I couldn't stand it. I pulled the blanket over my head, hoping to block out the noisy voices and continue sleeping. Unfortunately, it was useless. I had never realized before that the soundproofing in my house was so poor. Feeling annoyed, I wondered who these people were outside, chatting so loudly. After tossing and turning in bed for another ten minutes, I reluctantly got up. I was so fed up. I wanted to see who was disturbing my peaceful sleep in the middle of the day! But I didn't even have a chance to vent or complain because, sitting in the living room, besides my mom, were her colleagues, all living in the same block as us. I knew my parents were popular back in school, but did they have to be like this? Were they constantly monitoring what was happening in our house? They just came over right after they returned. "Oh, Lili is awake. Oh dear, I hope we didn't wake you up with our loud conversation," said Eleanor Porter, with her round face and a friendly smile. I felt a bit uncomfortable inside, but I couldn't show it. "No, no, I'm already awake," I forced a bright smile and explained. After greeting the other four aunties sitting on the sofa one by one, I was ready to escape back to my room. However, Eleanor Porter warmly pulled me to sit on the sofa. "Come, Lili, sit here. You're pregnant now, and standing for too long will make you tired. It's been a while since we last saw you. Let's chat." Hehe...hehe... I forced a stiff smile and nodded, but deep down, I regretted it and wanted to find a hole to hide in. Why did I even come out? It would have been so much better to lie in bed obediently. Hoping for a way out, I looked at my mom for help, but she just nodded at me, indicating that I should endure it. There was nothing I could do. I could only put on a smile and engage in the conversation, feeling helpless and on the verge of tears. This chat was absolutely endless. These aunties were really good at talking. I watched as ten minutes passed, then twenty minutes, then an hour, and they were still enthusiastically engaged. And all the topics revolved around me, my baby in my belly, and the baby's father. To be honest, this is something I've always been afraid of since I was young. When elders ask you questions, it's because they care about you, so you definitely can't put on a poker face and pretend to be dead.But there are things that you really don't want to talk about, so what do you do? You can only pray for it to end quickly. That's how I am right now, maintaining a smiling face and laughing, while silently praying to all the gods in my heart, hoping for a hero to come and rescue me from this predicament... Oh, I don't know where my dad went. If he were home, these aunties definitely wouldn't have stayed for so long. "Whose phone is ringing? It's not mine, take a look... Lili, is it your phone ringing? Listen." A pleasant and melodious music suddenly echoed in the small living room. After a few aunties, including my mom, confirmed that it wasn't their own, Aunt Yang pulled me aside and started questioning me. I was daydreaming and didn't react at first, but then I listened carefully and almost cheered with joy. "It's mine, it's mine, let me answer it." No matter who was calling, I must thank them later. No, I have to say it three times, important things must be said three times! I smiled at the aunties, supported my waist, and swiftly walked back to the bedroom, closing the door behind me. I took out my phone from my bag and looked at it. Instantly, I became even happier. It was a call from Dominic Hartnell. Holding my phone, I lay down on the bed, "Darling, say it in person!" After two seconds of silence on the phone, I heard Dominic Hartnell's deep chuckle, "Why so enthusiastic all of a sudden? Do you miss me?" I immediately replied in a sweet voice, "Yes! Of course, I've been missing you for hours since we were apart!" "Of course, what I miss the most is you calling me. This call came at the perfect time. If you were a few minutes later, I might have perished."Dominic Hartnell said in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense. You've already arrived home with your aunties and uncles. What's all this talk about perishing?" So, I immediately complained to Dominic Hartnell about the miserable hour I spent chatting with the aunties, and I also vented a bit. Dominic Hartnell couldn't help but laugh and cry, "It's just chatting with a few aunties, it's not that serious." I firmly replied, "It's not that I'm exaggerating, but I'm really miserable. You wouldn't understand... Never mind about them, have you finished your meeting? Are you done with work for today?" "No, we're on a break now. I saw your message saying you arrived home, so I wanted to confirm. By the way, did your dad say anything to you again?" When he asked about my dad, I felt a bit down. "My dad not only didn't say anything to me, but he completely ignored me. I don't think his anger will dissipate so easily." Dominic Hartnell comforted me, "It's alright, it should get better in a few days. Once I'm done with this show, I'll come see you." "Okay, great. Oh, and no matter how busy you are, don't forget to eat risotto. It's not just for you, but also remember to feed Smokey. Neither of you should go hungry, got it?" Dominic Hartnell laughed and replied, "Got it, I'll listen to you." After chatting for a few more minutes, he had to continue with his meeting and hung up the phone. I decided to stay in the bedroom. I really didn't want to go out and chat with the aunties anymore. I was a bit tired. There wasn't much to do, so I leaned back on the pillow and started scrolling through Weibo. After casually browsing the news, I clicked into Nicholas Scott's official WeChat account. That's when I found out that Imminent Storm had already finished filming.Come to think of it, I haven't been in touch with Nicholas Scott for a long time. Now that this big IP has finished filming, I thought I should congratulate him. As I pondered over it, I decided to send him a message on WeChat: "Congratulations on your success as a movie star. I hope your new drama receives high ratings." Anticipating that Nicholas Scott might be occupied, I did not expect such a prompt response to my message. "Thank you for your kind wishes. We are organizing a wrap party in a few days. Would you like to join us?" A wrap party? I was genuinely intrigued, but considering my current circumstances, I deemed it more appropriate to decline. I responded on WeChat, politely declining Nicholas Scott's invitation, and at that moment, I heard my mom calling me from outside.