"You do," Yu Siqiao pulled her into his arms, saying, "You even said that adults can wait, but your stomach cannot, so we need to hurry up."
Mo Shu looked out the car window, deciding to take her amnesia all the way through, "Do I? I don’t seem to remember."
"You forgot?" Yu Siqiao deliberately leaned close to her ear, while pulling out his phone, saying, "Luckily, I recorded it. Take a look for yourself."
He had already taken out his phone and opened the gallery by the time he finished speaking.
Mo Shu’s face flushed hotter as she pushed his hand down, "Alright, alright, if you say so, then it’s so. What’s there to see!"
Yu Siqiao wore a serious expression, "No, you have to see it. You need to remember."
"Enough, I remember now!"
Yu Siqiao finally seemed satisfied, "It seems your memory isn’t too bad after all."
Yet, Yu Siqiao still picked up his phone, pulling up the chat history with Ms. Xing Mengzheng, saying, "Look at the dates."
Held in his embrace, Mo Shu naturally rested against his chest, her gaze fixed on his phone.
Xing Mengzheng had mentioned three dates, all not too far off.
The nearest was in June, just a month away.
The latest was at the end of the year, December.
"The best date is said to be the last one," Yu Siqiao pointed to the date in December, saying, "But I’ve calculated it, and by then you might be sporting a big belly, or you might have just given birth, so that date is not very practical."
Listening to this, Mo Shu felt somewhat uncomfortable.
She had some difficulty imagining herself with a big belly.
Subconsciously, she stroked her abdomen and glanced at Yu Siqiao, noticing his face carried a touch of gentle warmth and brimmed with anticipation.
Yu Siqiao felt her gaze and looked back at her, seriously saying, "You’ll have to sit the month after giving birth."
Mo Shu pursed her lips, saying, "How can you be so sure the child will be born?"
Yu Siqiao’s face, full of anticipation just moments ago, was scattered by the wind, and he said in a deep voice, "What are you thinking about? Don’t you want our child?"
"I do," Mo Shu lifted her eyes to him, "but I always feel a bit anxious." The source of this content ɪs noⅴelfire.net
"Anxious about what?" Yu Siqiao straightened her, "Stop thinking nonsense; our baby will be perfectly safe."
Mo Shu cast her eyes down.
She feared his happiness might be reclaimed and voided.
Her health value was closely related to happiness.
If happiness was gone, would her health value still exist?
If happiness truly disappeared, then she would need to rely on Gu Wenjuan to continue completing the task, to make Yu Siqiao feel happiness.
If that was the case, she would have to hand over Yu Siqiao to... no, personally give him to Gu Wenjuan and ensure that they were truly and forever together.
With Yu Siqiao’s character, if he truly fell in love with Gu Wenjuan, how could he allow another woman to bear his children?
Yu Siqiao was extreme in both love and hate.
He loved her, and that’s why she was happy now.
If he stopped loving her and fell for Gu Wenjuan, what would become of her?
Mo Shu’s lips moved, but in the end, she didn’t say anything.
Seeing her , Yu Siqiao let out a helpless sigh, "The baby is very healthy now, didn’t Grandpa Wu say so? When we did the ultrasound, the doctor was also surprised, saying our baby is developing very well, so there’s nothing for you to be afraid of, with me here, nothing will happen to you or the baby."