He was slightly stunned, his dark eyes unwaveringly fixed on her. Luo Qiangwei didn't wait for him to react and directly lay down as instructed by the doctor.
The ultrasound was quick. The doctor pointed out the gradually forming eyes, nose, and ears of the baby to them. It was evident that Mo Shiche was somewhat shocked, but he didn't say anything.
Until it was over and they walked out, Luo Qiangwei felt a bit dizzy after getting up too quickly and reached out to press her brow.
Her waist was immediately enveloped by a strong arm, a slightly panicked voice, "What's the matter? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Luo Qiangwei opened her eyes, bit her lip, and pulled the arm from around her waist away, "What is it, you see your son is still in my belly, and you only care if I'm comfortable? If I decide to abort, you wouldn't want me anymore, right? After all, you care more about your son than you care about me! Mo Shiche, you're such a bastard!"
