Young Master Fu's Incredible Real Heiress Chapter 1012 - I Believe You Can Do It

She extended her hand and grasped his. The heat from his palm felt noticeably cooler than earlier.

Her voice was gentle as she spoke, “We’ve shot a quarter of this movie already. If I make the whole crew wait on me, it’ll drag on for at least a year, and I don’t want to scrap the toughest quarter we’ve completed. That’s why I’d like to keep filming. The first three risky months went smoothly, and I’m certain the rest will too. What’s your view?”

Fu Xiuyuan kept on walking.

Shi Jin realized he wouldn’t agree right away. She matched his stride.

Though Fu Xiuyuan appeared to move quickly, his pace was actually quite slow, ensuring she could easily follow without strain.

He halted after a few steps.

Shi Jin paused too and turned to face him.

Fu Xiuyuan pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek firmly. A muscle twitched there visibly.

His eyes dropped to meet hers. “I’d hate to lose you, and it would hurt me deeply. Above all, I fear… something happening to our baby.”

His hands settled on her shoulders. “Yet I support whatever you decide. I believe in your sense of your own body and limits. Proceed.”

Shi Jin gazed into his eyes, sensing the inner struggle he’d endured to voice those words.

Everything he did stemmed from care for her well-being, honoring her wishes and grasping her choices.

She gave a soft nod. “I’ll look after myself. And our child.”

“I know you will.”

A smile lit Shi Jin’s face. “Hubby, thanks for believing in me. Thank you.”

For a moment, they locked eyes quietly.

***

Ji Hanxue was taken aback by Shi Jin’s announcement.

“Xiuyuan truly consented?” Ji Hanxue had been fretting over the production delays, with all the team’s efforts and Shi Jin’s packed schedule leading to endless headaches and unpredictable issues.

Shi Jin nodded. “We talked it over. Plus, I’ve already tackled those tough scenes earlier. My condition should steady out moving forward. I’m confident the coming months will be fine.”

“If your health permits, I’m all for it. I’ll tell your costume and makeup team to watch over you closely. If it gets too much, just say so, and we’ll tweak the schedule.”

Shi Jin’s choice to press on had spared Ji Hanxue tons of hassle. Of course, he’d prioritize her safety.

The key production staff were aware of Shi Jin’s pregnancy and handled her with extra care on set.

Only a handful of wirework scenes remained, so Ji Hanxue assigned a stunt double for them.

After considering, Shi Jin consented. “Fine. No choice.”

“Good, rest up then. Have the stunt double handle these parts. You can join for the close-ups later.” Ji Hanxue wrapped up and summoned the assistant director for the stunt shots.

Shi Jin had barely settled when Yue Lanchen arrived, lunch box in hand. “Sister!”

“Aren’t you at training?” Shi Jin inquired.

“Got a couple free days, so I popped by. Brother-in-law mentioned I’m becoming an uncle—I came to check on my nephew.” Yue Lanchen set the box down.

He extended his hand. “Can I feel it?”

“Nope. It’s smaller than a finger right now.”

Yue Lanchen pulled back. Far from upset, he beamed with joy. “I cooked you soup. Super nourishing. Give it a try. It’s my first uncle-to-niece bond.”

He ladled some soup, blew it cool, and offered it to Shi Jin.

Shi Jin hadn’t felt hungry before. But the savory aroma from his soup sparked her interest, so she took a sip. Delicious.

Propping her chin, she squinted in delight. “Your nephew approves. Tastes great.”

“I’ll make more next time.”

“Okay, but don’t neglect your stuff.”

“Understood.” Yue Lanchen grabbed the empty box and departed.

Waiting outside, Fu Xiuyuan appeared a bit anxious. “How’d it go?”

“Sis loved the taste. Downed three full bowls,” Yue Lanchen reported. “Your skills have leveled up big time. No surprise after three days of my training. Come on, let’s grab supplies, and I’ll show you more.”

Fu Xiuyuan trailed after him.

Inside the supermarket, as Yue Lanchen picked items, he remarked, “Sis surely senses your care, but you really plan to keep cooking for her yourself?”

“Absolutely.” Fu Xiuyuan nodded. “This carrot work?”

“Nah, it’s too outdated. Let’s pick this one instead. It’s fresh,” Yue Lanchen burst out. “I really can’t get the quirky joys of you lovebirds.”

“You don’t need to get it. Just show me how to cook.”

“I don’t wanna get it at all,” Yue Lanchen replied, utterly speechless.

***

“Okay, Shi Jin, time for your close-up.” Ji Hanxue summoned Shi Jin.

She rose to her feet. The makeup and costume crew trailed her with worry. Her assistant fretted that mishaps might occur.

Shi Jin moved with ease, showing no sluggishness whatsoever. Besides knowing about her pregnancy, she felt just like her usual self.

“What do you say?” The assistant director worried about exhausting her.

“Fine, no issue. Let’s run it like in my rehearsal,” Shi Jin responded. She signaled and dove into the shoot.

Bit by bit, the team found their rhythm, and Shi Jin nailed the scene effortlessly.

“Cut! Next scene up.”

Scene wrapped, Shi Jin headed to wipe off her makeup.

As she rinsed her face, a presence loomed behind her. She peeked in the mirror, spotted Fu Xiuyuan, and beamed. “One sec. Almost done.”

Fu Xiuyuan approached and tenderly wrapped his arms around her waist. His hand gently brushed her flat belly. It was astonishing—a spark of their love already nestled there.

“Today was all dialogue scenes for me. Super easy, done in a flash. See, aren’t I awesome?” She rinsed off, then spun around.

Tiny water beads clung to her face, untouched by a towel. Bathed in light, they only amplified her radiant beauty.

Fu Xiuyuan dabbed away the droplets and planted a soft kiss on her creamy cheek. “Feeling worn out?”

“A bit.” The words brought the weariness to the surface. Shi Jin seldom experienced this before.

Pregnancy truly transformed everything.

Fu Xiuyuan pulled her close in a half-embrace. “Let’s head home for some rest then.”