"I have a son now." Yuntian got up from the bed and picked up Tianxing in one swift motion.
The sudden movement pulled at his wound, causing him to gasp in pain.
Tianxing was taken aback, her heart pounding. She quickly patted his shoulder, anxiously saying, "Put me down quickly."
Yuntian laughed heartily as he set Tianxing down and moved his head close to her belly to listen.
Po Xiaoyan approached and, with irritation, grabbed his hair, pulling him up.
"Get back to bed right now."
"Mommy, did you hear? I have a son!"
Yuntian looked at Po Xiaoyan with delight, his face lit up like a child showing off his toy.
"I heard, I'm going to be a grandma." Po Xiaoyan couldn't help but smile broadly.
