"So it’s a son, huh? I always thought it was a daughter..."
"Baby, that joke is not funny at all." The man leaned closer to her, clutching her hand tight, and punished her with a hard pinch.
An Ruo withdrew her hand, scoffing coldly and staring at him provocatively.
She had indeed deceived him on purpose. What could he do about it?!
He indeed dared not do anything to her, only finding her childish behavior amusing. To trick him into thinking it was a daughter, what was the point?
He also understood why she wasn’t pleased with the pink Princess Room.
Preparing a Princess Room for a son was indeed bizarre. He had to redecorate the room when he got back, switching to a style suitable for a boy.
However, the daughter he had been looking forward to suddenly turned into a son, and he was still a bit unable to accept it. But he was still very happy—it was a son, after all, and still his child.
After the ultrasound, Tang Yuchen didn’t rush to leave. He asked the doctor seriously and directly, "I want to ask, is it serious for a pregnant woman to wet the bed unconsciously?"
An Ruo’s face turned famously red. Wouldn’t he die if he didn’t speak?!
She hadn’t wet the bed, it was just water she had accidentally spilled!
The doctor also became serious: "How many times has this happened?"
Tang Yuchen turned to look at An Ruo, asking her, "How many times has this happened?"
"I... I didn’t wet the bed! I’ve told you, it was water I accidentally spilled, not that." An Ruo explained with a flushed face, but the man simply did not believe her.
Water, and it happened so coincidentally to wet her butt too?
He spoke coldly, with a stern voice, "An Ruo, this concerns your and the child’s health; you must tell the truth. There’s nothing shameful about this."
The doctor also said it wasn’t shameful, asking her to tell the truth.
"I really didn’t..." It was just like being wrongfully accused.
She adamantly denied it, and the doctor had no choice but to run tests and let the facts speak.
The result came out, confirming that her health was fine.
An Ruo said triumphantly, "I told you I was fine."
However, the doctor said, "It’s probably due to fatigue and mental stress, leading to unconscious bedwetting. Pregnant women should keep their moods relaxed and avoid mental stress."
Tang Yuchen nodded seriously, taking note of that.
An Ruo, speechless, asked the heavens—why did they simply not believe her explanation?
After buying some nutritional supplements and leaving the hospital, it was already afternoon.
Tang Yuchen’s phone rang, it was Lan Keren. He asked An Ruo to get into the car first; she quietly got in, also clear about who was calling.
Closing the car door, ensuring An Ruo couldn’t hear his words, the man finally picked up the call.
Lan Keren asked when he would come back, as she had prepared dinner and was waiting for him to return and eat. He said he was busy and would probably be back late, asking her to eat first.
The person on the other end was naturally disappointed but understood that work was more important.
After hanging up, Tang Yuchen got into the car and started the engine.
An Ruo fiddled with a hanging ornament in the car, casually asking him, "When are you two getting married?"
Not expecting her to suddenly ask this, Tang Yuchen pondered, "Not in a hurry for now."
The doctor said not to give her mental stress, so he would not say anything that might upset her.
"You haven’t told her about my pregnancy yet?" An Ruo asked again.
"..." He pursed his lips, remaining silent.
"Tang Yuchen, you make me feel like some sneaky mistress," she stated blandly, her tone tinged with a trace of desolation.