Lin Banxia could hear the urgency in the man's tone, and her heart couldn't help but feel a hint of joy: "I'm pregnant!"
"Really? You're not joking with me, are you?" Yan Ting's excitement upon hearing the news was greater than when he successfully closed a major deal. His tone brimmed with undisguised joy.
Lin Banxia was amused by his reaction: "Why would I lie to you? When I was having lunch today, I suddenly felt nauseous. I thought I was just sick, but the doctor told me I'm pregnant!"
"That's amazing, we're having a child!" The happiness in Yan Ting's voice was unmistakable.
But Lin Banxia suddenly felt a tinge of sadness. If she calculated the timeline realistically, she might not live past the time when the child turned one and a half years old.
This truly was a mix of joy and sorrow.
"Banxia, are you not happy?" Yan Ting noticed her silence and couldn't help but ask, concerned.
