Yue Qingqing had seen this atmosphere once before and knew exactly what it represented.
Qu Ruorui carried the thermos over and glanced at it along the way.
"Qingqing, what are you looking at?"
"Oh, nothing, just spaced out for a moment."
Yue Qingqing shifted her gaze away and entered the bedroom as usual.
She didn’t bother intervening in others’ affairs, naturally, she wouldn’t dwell on this matter.
After all, who Zhou Xitong was with or why she was pregnant had nothing to do with her.
She just thought about going to the dormitory balcony to call her senior brother about it.
"Don’t bother with her, who knows what’s going on."
"She chose her own path anyway, I’m not her parents to be meddling in these matters, am I?"
Zhou Yiran had never considered Zhou Xitong as a sister, only feeling annoyed by her.
He wasn’t someone who was emotionally exuberant, especially since Zhou Xitong had always acted cutesy and manipulative before him since childhood, thinking it beneficial as instigated by Zhou Leping.
Only sincerity could reciprocate sincerity. Zhou Xitong’s little tricks naturally wouldn’t move Zhou Yiran; they only made him more impatient with her.
Hearing her senior brother say this, Yue Qingqing didn’t bring it up again.
Zhou Xitong’s vibe was indeed not good, but it also had nothing to do with her.
After going back, Zhou Xitong felt even worse, not expecting to end up vomiting in the water room.
Yue Qingqing was so smart, would she have noticed something?
Hands on her stomach, Zhou Xitong furrowed her brows tightly.
How could this happen—
At that moment, Zhou Xitong’s phone rang.
She jerked, then picked it up; a man’s voice came through.
"Xiaotong, why haven’t you contacted me recently? I miss you a lot."
The man’s affectionate tone made Zhou Xitong blush slightly, hesitating for a moment, not knowing whether to tell him about it.
"Why aren’t you speaking?"
The other side asked again, and just as Zhou Xitong was about to speak, her eyes suddenly fell on Ye Chunxiao sitting opposite.
Ye Chunxiao, feeling her stare, stiffened, "I—I’m going to the restroom."
She immediately left the room.
Then Zhou Xitong was satisfied, and after the dormitory door closed again, she spoke into the phone, "You haven’t been busy recently?"
"No matter how busy I am, I can’t neglect you, since you’re my most precious darling."
Zhou Xitong was pleased with the response and deliberately teased, "How many people have you said that to?"
"Only to you, of course." The other side hurriedly explained, "I’ve always been pure and never had feelings for anyone else."
"I don’t believe that." Zhou Xitong twirled her hair around her finger, her voice somewhat coquettish, "Your uncle is the God of Wealth, who knows how many people are throwing themselves at you, could you really be that virtuous?"
Jiang Pengxuan laughed, "Stop testing me, relax, I’d only do that sort of thing with you."
Zhou Xitong hummed twice, her face blushing slightly, "You hurt me last time."
"That’s because I love you, who made me fall for you at first sight."
Jiang Pengxuan’s cheesy words flowed freely, praising Zhou Xitong as if she were unparalleled under the heavens.
Zhou Xitong’s palm gently swayed on her belly, hesitating whether or not to tell Jiang Pengxuan, but a moment later she said, "Let’s meet this weekend, I have something to tell you."
Jiang Pengxuan readily agreed.
The two exchanged more sweet nothings before finally hanging up.
Zhou Xitong put down the phone and sat in the chair, very satisfied with Jiang Pengxuan’s tenderness and attentiveness.
Little did she know, on the other side, Jiang Pengxuan was smiling calculatingly, softly chuckling to himself.
"Hooked a big fish..."
This was probably one of his few opportunities to turn things around.
Zhou Xitong had her own motives with him, but wasn’t he the same?