He kept muttering to himself, but Wu Xiaoli just watched from the side with a smile.
She had felt the same way when she first found out.
In fact, her reaction had been even more exaggerated than his.
Tears flowed uncontrollably.
In her previous marriage, she was constantly accused of being a hen that couldn't lay eggs. It was a raw humiliation she had endured for several years.
She reached back with her small hand and squeezed his large one, soothing him.
"Brother Sun, you didn't mishear. You're going to be a father."
Her comforting words quickly calmed Sun Dasheng down.
Coming to his senses, he immediately and carefully helped her over to the bed to sit down.
Seeing this, Wu Xiaoli chuckled. "Brother Sun, you don't need to be like this. The baby and I aren't that fragile."
Sun Dasheng's old face flushed red. This was his first time experiencing such a thing, and he had no idea what to do.
