After leaving the hospital, Chu Ci was about to drive her own car back, but Fu Bin suddenly took her keys: "Get in my car, why are you driving when your stomach hurts?"
"Why should I take your car? Give me back the keys."
"Because I'm the father of the child in your belly, it's my duty to take care of you and the baby. Get in the car quickly."
Fu Bin opened the front passenger door: "If you don't get in, I'll have to carry you in."
"You're crazy." Chu Ci frowned and glared at Fu Bin before reluctantly getting in the car.
Fu Bin walked around the front of the car, sat in the passenger seat, and leaned over to Chu Ci's side.
"What are you doing?"
Chu Ci nervously retreated, looking warily at the man who was so close.
With a hint of helplessness in his smile, Fu Bin said, "They say pregnancy makes you silly for three years. You haven't even given birth yet... you didn't fasten your seatbelt."
