In Lan Yiqing’s murmurs, there was disbelief: "What’s up with Nannan?" Could she be pregnant?
In an instant, she exchanged a glance with her mother-in-law, and together they rushed towards the bathroom.
Soon, everyone heard the conversation coming from the bathroom.
"Daughter-in-law, what’s wrong with you? Did you eat something bad?" Lan Yiqing’s voice was cautious, knowing young people nowadays don’t like their parents to chase after them with questions, and her wife was quite patient.
As soon as Lan Yiqing finished speaking, Old Madam Lin followed up anxiously, though her words were blunt: "Granddaughter-in-law, are you pregnant?"
An Nan was already too nauseous to speak. Lin Mubai walked in and answered for her, "Grandma, Mom, one of you is going to be a great-grandmother, the other a grandmother. Aren’t you happy?" Truth be told, he wasn’t happy, his wife used to just be his, and now she had to be shared with so many people, he wasn’t happy about it.
Lin Mubai’s feeling of unfairness was like a child who was about to enjoy an apple alone, but now had to share it with other kids.
Having answered his grandma and mom’s questions, Lin Mubai then knelt beside his wife, looking concerned as he gently patted her back: "Wife, why are you throwing up again? Are you okay now?"
An Nan nodded slightly but didn’t want to speak. She was too exhausted from throwing up.
When An Nan’s nausea subsided a bit, Lin Mubai bent over and picked her up.
"What are you doing?" Her resistance was obvious, but her voice was too weak to be convincing.
Lin Mubai looked at her tenderly and said, "Don’t talk, I’ll take you to the room to rest. Leave the wedding arrangements to me; you can choose when you want to hold it."
Lin Mubai kept the doctor’s advice in mind: "Pregnant women’s moods are unstable; try to follow their wishes and don’t upset them."
Considering all the people still in the living room, An Nan felt a bit embarrassed.
Mum-in-law Lan Yiqing seemed to understand her concerns and immediately said, "Nannan, you’re not feeling well, let Mubai take you to the room. The baby is the priority now."
"Yes, yes, Mubai, quickly take Nannan to the room," Old Madam Lin echoed her daughter-in-law’s remarks. Updates are released by novel·fire·net
So An Nan stopped resisting and let her husband take her to the bedroom.
After the couple left, Lan Yiqing and her mother-in-law excitedly returned to the living room to announce the good news.
In an instant, the living room erupted with congratulations and cries.
"Damn it, Lin Mubai, are you trying to kill me? You just got married, and you’re already pregnant. Do you want my old man to finish me off?" Lan Xinru’s thought mirrored her cousin’s, which was also Lan Luo’s sentiment.
"No way." With those two words left behind, Lan Luo pulled out his phone and started searching for something. Beside him, Han Xiayang gave him a puzzled look: "Young Master Luo, what are you doing? Are you trying to find a girl to marry? Go ahead and contact her now."
Lan Luo shot him a glare: "Hell no, I don’t want to get married. I’m planning to run away from home."
Just thinking about all the older and younger folks at home, constantly preaching to him, made him feel like he was going crazy.