Su Ran gripped her phone tightly, her voice trembling with nervousness.
Perhaps it was because she had become a mother that she was exceptionally tolerant of a child.
Even if she didn’t like Jiang Nanshu, the child was truly innocent. If she wanted to harm Jiang Nanshu, the child in her womb wouldn’t have even had a chance to see this world.
After hearing something from the other end, Su Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her tone softened: “Thank you, Bo Yan. Let’s wait until she gives birth.”
As if a great weight had been lifted from her heart, Su Ran happily coaxed the child in her arms to laugh: “Youyou, Mommy will soon find a bone marrow treatment for you. Just hang in there a little longer, okay? Soon, the pain will be over.”
The little girl, about a year old, blinked her bright eyes and grinned at Su Ran: “Mommy, no more pain, no more needles.”
Su Ran looked at her chubby wrist and said with red eyes, “Okay, we’ll never have to get injections again, no more pain.”
“Mmm.” Little Youyou nodded vigorously.
A pair of big, innocent eyes shone with a naive clarity, and her tiny hands clung tightly to Su Ran.
In her world, only her mother is there for her.
“Good girl.” Su Ran said.
After sitting for a while, she took her daughter to do other checkups.
…
Jiang Nanshu went to the hillside villa; the newly renovated complex wasn’t ready for occupancy yet.
After waiting for about an hour, Lu Qingyan rushed back.
He looked like he’d run; his hair was very disheveled.
“Nan Nan.”
His gaze fell on Jiang Nanshu’s lower abdomen, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly: “You…”
Jiang Nanshu sat on the sofa, tossed the test report onto the table without any expression, and glanced at him sideways: “I’m pregnant, almost two months along.”
Lu Qingyan calmed his breathing, strode closer, grabbed the report, and looked at it. A surge of joy instantly welled up inside him. He was going to be a father.
Seeing Jiang Nanshu’s slightly furrowed brows felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. His voice was slightly hoarse: “So, what are you thinking?”
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