Became the Terminally Ill Supporting Male Lead's Rabbit Spirit

The news of Su Ci's pregnancy spread to the Su Family and the Lu Family, filling both households with joy.

Su Ci's parents immediately rushed to visit their daughter, while Wen Ya and Lu Chen brought a large amount of nourishing food suitable for pregnant women. If it weren’t for Grandpa Lu's poor health, he would have surely come as well.

Both Su Ci's mother and Wen Ya were experienced, and they spent a good amount of time advising Su Ci. Lu Zhe listened attentively, taking note of every detail. Wen Ya even went as far as instructing the staff in the villa to put away all sharp objects.

Su Ci sat lazily on the sofa, not sharing the same level of anxiety as her elders. She yawned softly.

"Tired?" Lu Zhe, sitting beside her, noticed immediately.

She nodded.

Lu Zhe quickly stood up. "Let me help you back to your room to rest."

"Su Ci is tired? Then go and rest. Lu Zhe, make sure you hold her carefully. Don’t let her fall," Wen Ya reminded her son.

"I know," Lu Zhe replied. If it weren’t for the presence of their elders, he would have carried Su Ci back to the room, unwilling to let her walk even a step.

Once they returned to the room, Su Ci sat on the edge of the bed while Lu Zhe pulled back the covers, watching as she lay down.

"You’re all too nervous," Su Ci said, feeling that aside from occasional nausea and drowsiness, she wasn’t much different from her usual self.

Lu Zhe sat down beside her, gently stroking her hair. "Because before, you were one treasure, and now there are two. Our care for you has doubled. If you feel unwell, remember to tell me."

Ever since learning of her pregnancy, Lu Zhe had been on edge. The overwhelming happiness made it feel unreal.

He even worried that one day he might wake up and find that the previous life’s outcome was the reality, and this was just a dream—that he was still the man suffering from ALS, nearing death, without Su Ci or their child.

Suddenly, Su Ci tightened her grip on his hand. Lu Zhe looked down at her.

"I want to sleep on your lap," Su Ci said, her head already resting on his thigh.

Lu Zhe quickly relaxed his muscles to make her more comfortable.

Su Ci wrapped her arms around his waist and asked curiously, "Do you prefer a son or a daughter?"

Lu Zhe's cold features softened as he stroked her soft hair. "I like both."

"What about me?" Su Ci gazed at him with sparkling eyes.

"You’re my favorite."

Soon, Su Ci noticed that while Lu Zhe claimed to love both sons and daughters equally, most of the baby clothes he prepared were pink, suitable for a girl. Even the crib he chose had a princess theme.

For Lu Zhe, whether it was a son or a daughter, he would love them dearly. But if he had to choose, he privately wished for a daughter who resembled Su Ci—a soft, delicate little princess.

By the time Su Ci was three months pregnant, Shen Xue and Wen Duoyu finally learned the news.

Shen Xue looked at Su Ci, who sat on the sofa with a fair complexion, a faint blush on her cheeks, and bright eyes. She couldn’t help but marvel at how well Su Ci was being cared for. She had heard that pregnancy could be tough, causing skin blemishes, morning sickness, poor appetite, and a decline in energy and appearance.

But Su Ci was the opposite. Not only did she look radiant, but she had also become even more beautiful.

She wore a beige dress paired with a loose, pale pink sweater. Her soft, long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled. Her waist was still slender, and if Shen Xue didn’t know she was pregnant, she would have thought Su Ci had just walked out of school.

"Time flies," Shen Xue sighed. "I still remember back in high school when you used me as your personal photographer, always asking me to take videos of Lu Zhe. And now, not only have you married him, but you’re also pregnant."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Back then, she had questioned Su Ci’s judgment, unable to understand why she was so infatuated with Lu Zhe, who was poor and sickly. Su Ci had treated him like a treasure, afraid someone might snatch him away, even though no other girl would have been interested in him at the time.

Just then, a tall man in a black suit walked in from outside.

Shen Xue noticed how Su Ci’s eyes lit up.

"Why are you back so early today?"

Lu Zhe strode over. Seeing Su Ci’s friends, he nodded politely to both of them before sitting beside Su Ci. "There wasn’t much to do today."

What he didn’t say was that after his meeting, he had rushed back. The further along Su Ci’s pregnancy progressed, the more anxious and worried he became, wanting to be by her side at all times.

"Are you feeling okay today? Still nauseous?"

Su Ci shook her head. "No, I haven’t felt nauseous today. I even ate a full bowl of rice at lunch."

Hearing this, Lu Zhe visibly relaxed. But then his gaze fell on Su Ci’s feet, and his brows furrowed. "Why aren’t you wearing socks?"

With that, Lu Zhe stood up and headed upstairs.

Shen Xue and Wen Duoyu exchanged relieved glances.

Shen Xue patted her chest. "Su Ci, your husband is so intimidating. I didn’t even dare to speak."

The current Lu Zhe was completely different from the past. He exuded an indescribable aura that made people hesitant to look at him directly or even breathe too loudly.

"He’s not that scary," Su Ci said with a laugh. "It’s probably just the suit that makes him seem serious."

Before Shen Xue could respond, Lu Zhe returned from upstairs. His tall frame, clad in a sharp black suit, and his cold, handsome face indeed gave off an air of authority.

Lu Zhe walked back to Su Ci, knelt down, and took her foot in his hand, preparing to put on her socks.

Even though the room was heated, Lu Zhe was worried she might catch a chill.

"I can do it myself," Su Ci said, feeling a bit shy in front of her friends.

"You shouldn’t bend over," Lu Zhe replied, placing her slender ankle on his knee. He focused intently as he carefully put on her socks.

Shen Xue and Wen Duoyu watched in stunned silence. They knew Lu Zhe adored Su Ci, but they hadn’t imagined he would go to such lengths, even putting on her socks himself.

Shen Xue couldn’t help but admire Su Ci’s foresight. In the past, she had criticized Su Ci’s taste, wondering why she had chosen Lu Zhe. Now, she realized how brilliant Su Ci had been. No wonder Su Ci looked so radiant and happy, her eyes filled with joy.

Meanwhile, Shen Xue felt like she was the one with poor judgment. After graduating, she had been in two relationships—one where she was cheated on, and another with a player who only wanted a physical relationship.

After Lu Zhe finished putting on Su Ci’s socks and went back upstairs, Shen Xue turned to Su Ci. "Su Ci, you have to teach me your secrets. How do you pick a man like Lu Zhe? I want someone like him too."

Su Ci blinked. "That’s impossible. My Lu Zhe is one of a kind. No one else could ever be as good as him."

Shen Xue was fed another mouthful of dog food. She sighed, "Even one-third as good as him would be enough."

Su Ci handed a small pastry to Wen Duoyu, who had been quietly listening to their conversation. "Try this. It’s delicious."

Ever since becoming pregnant, Su Ci often felt hungry. Lu Zhe had instructed the kitchen to always have small snacks ready, and this rose-flavored pastry was her favorite.

"Thank you," Wen Duoyu said happily, taking the pastry and nibbling on it while continuing to listen.

Su Ci turned back to Shen Xue. "There’s no trick. When you meet the right person, you just know. No strategy works."

"But why did you fall for Lu Zhe back then?" Shen Xue asked, still puzzled.

"Every part of him resonated with me. I knew he was the one for me."

Su Ci smiled and added, "Of course, it wasn’t just his looks."

Even as a young man, despite the hardships life had thrown at him, Lu Zhe had a cold exterior but a warm heart.

Shen Xue was momentarily stunned, then laughed. It seemed Su Ci and Lu Zhe were destined for each other.

As they left Su Ci’s house, Wen Duoyu’s face was filled with joy. "Su Ci will always be happy," she said with a smile.

Shen Xue nodded in agreement. "I’ve already told Su Ci—I’m going to be the godmother of her child."

Wen Duoyu blushed slightly. "I want to be one too."

"Little bunny, open the door," Shen Xue teased playfully.

At the door, two little ones were singing nursery rhymes in their adorable, high-pitched voices while knocking.

"Little Master, Little Miss," a servant approached to take their hands. "Master and Madam haven't gotten up yet. Let me take you downstairs for breakfast first."

The little girl, dressed in a white princess outfit with a white bunny ear headband, turned around. Her delicate features and big eyes made her look like a miniature version of Su Ci.

"Is Mommy still sleeping?" the little girl asked in a soft, milky voice that melted hearts, making one want to scoop her up and shower her with affection.

The servant smiled and adjusted her crooked bunny ears. "Yes, she is."

"Then I won’t disturb Mommy," she said, putting a tiny finger to her lips and whispering, "Shh."

"Such a good girl," the servant praised, holding her soft little hand.

"I’m a big boy. I can walk by myself," the little boy beside her declared, refusing the servant’s hand. He wore overalls and looked adorably cute, with his refined features resembling Lu Zhe’s.

He stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked coolly behind the servant and his sister.

In the room, Su Ci was already awake. Hearing the servant take their son and daughter away, she sighed in relief.

She tilted her head and playfully bit the man’s chin above her. The next second, he let out a low grunt.

Su Ci released him, licking the bite mark she left. "Hurry up," she urged. "The kids are waiting."

Lu Zhe’s arms, propped on either side of her, tensed with visible veins. He immediately silenced her with a kiss.

It felt like an eternity before they finally stopped. By then, Su Ci was completely drained, her fingers too lazy to move. She lay in Lu Zhe’s arms, wanting to scratch him in frustration. "How am I supposed to walk later?"

Lu Zhe pinched her flushed cheek. "Rest for a bit. We’ll leave later."

Su Ci huffed lightly. "Then you’ll have to explain to the kids yourself later."

"Alright," Lu Zhe agreed. He got up, cleaned Su Ci, got dressed, and went downstairs to wash up.

In the dining room, the two little ones sat obediently at the table, eating their breakfast. When they saw Lu Zhe approaching, their eyes lit up, and they called out in their sweet voices, "Daddy!"

Seeing the two children, the coldness in Lu Zhe’s eyes melted away, and a smile tugged at his lips.

"Daddy, my head itches," the little boy across the table raised his hand to scratch his head.

Lu Zhe quickly walked over and picked up his son. "What did you eat earlier?"

"Daddy, Daddy, I know!" the little girl chimed in with her milky voice. "Brother sneaked some chocolate from the fridge."

Lu Zhe was stunned. He carried his son to the fridge, where he saw that the package of alcohol-filled chocolates had been opened, and three pieces were missing.

Little Lu Ci scratched his head, looking a bit sheepish as he explained in his childish voice, "I only ate two. Sister ate one."

Lu Zhe patted his son’s head. "Daddy will take you back to your room first."

Little Lu Ci obediently nestled in his father’s arms.

After instructing the servant to take care of his daughter, Lu Zhe carried his son upstairs. As soon as he closed the door, a pair of fluffy white bunny ears popped up on Little Lu Ci’s head.

Little Lu Ci couldn’t turn into a rabbit, but he had inherited Su Ci’s bunny ears. Normally, he looked just like any other child, but he couldn’t handle alcohol. Even the slightest contact with it would make his bunny ears appear.

Su Ci had asked Fu Gui about it and learned that as Little Lu Ci grew older, he would eventually learn to control his bunny ears, making them appear and disappear at will.