Xie Qingci felt like he was suddenly struck by tinnitus. After a while, he asked softly:
"You… are you pregnant?"
Yu Xia was like an iron-headed man, mercilessly breaking this special atmosphere.
"Pregnant, my ass."
Then she said to the other end of the phone, "What kind of messy guesses are these? Is my brother hitting menopause? If you don't mind, sister-in-law, maybe have another daughter, so he and Yue can act normal."
Yue Ling was laughing on the other end, and Yu Heng simply cut in to say, "Anyway, get up tomorrow morning and go for a health check."
"No, I want to sleep in. Brother, you're being ridiculous. Wouldn't I know if I'm pregnant? It's completely unfounded!" She sighed and rubbed the towel wrapped around her head.
Yu Heng insisted, "If you're not, you're not, but the check-up is still needed. Didn't you get injured while filming? Go and get it checked."
