Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 968: What If It’s Another Son? Then Three Men Will Love You All at Once
"Hmm, I’m going to be a father again." Mo Qian’s brows and eyes softened into a gentle smile as he nodded cooperatively.
"Do you think it will be a daughter this time?"
"I hope so."
"What if it’s another son?"
"Then there’ll be three men loving and caring for you at the same time, which is even better."
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Throughout the journey, Ji Wei seemed very happy, chatting with Mo Qian about many topics related to children. The gloom that had been surrounding her for days completely dispersed, and she returned to her previous state of brightness and joy.
Mo Qian had been holding her soft little hand firmly, watching the radiance on the woman’s face, though the heaviness in his heart had not vanished.
Because he was well aware of whether what Shi Ye said was true or false.
Maybe it was the result of her spirit being lifted; upon returning to the villa, Ji Wei suddenly exclaimed that she was very hungry.
Aunt Zhu received the notice of their return in advance and had already prepared lunch early.
Ji Wei saw the long-lost hometown dishes, full of color, aroma, and taste, and couldn’t resist the temptation, sitting down to eat with relish.
She ate two bowls of rice in succession and still felt unsatisfied.
Upon learning that Ji Wei was pregnant, Aunt Zhu was both surprised and delighted, hurrying to the kitchen to make chicken soup for her. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
Mo Qian, preoccupied with thoughts, found food tasteless. He accompanied Ji Wei for a while, then excused himself to handle work and walked into the study.
Once inside, he locked the door of the study and immediately took out his phone to call Shi Ye.
"I’ll send you the numbers from the examination report shortly," Shi Ye said, knowing what he wanted to ask, proactively without waiting for him to speak.
"Okay." Mo Qian replied, pausing for a moment before asking solemnly, "Is the situation very bad?"
"It’s indeed not very optimistic."
Shi Ye answered without any concealment, "The examination results are consistent with those in London. However, there have been many such cases in our hospital before; most of the fetuses were not viable by three or four months. But there are exceptions, though very few."
After hearing Shi Ye’s words, Mo Qian fell silent.
Outside the window, the spring sunlight poured through the window onto him; although it was a warm and pleasant afternoon, he felt chilled all over, his fingertips devoid of warmth.
After a long time, Shi Ye finally heard his response, "I understand."
Perceiving he was about to hang up, Shi Ye added, "Bring Ji Wei for a check-up next month on time; now is not the time to give up. Many so-called miracles are the result of persistence and effort."
"Thank you." Mo Qian replied hoarsely with two words, ending the call.
He stood before the window, the golden sunlight reflected in his eyes, yet it still couldn’t dispel the haze in the depths of his gaze.
Knock knock knock...
The study door suddenly sounded with knocks.
Mo Qian put away all emotions, turned around, and walked over to open the door.
"Mo Qian, why did you lock the door?"
At the door, Ji Wei blinked her clear eyes, looking at him puzzled.
"Sorry, maybe I locked it casually, I didn’t really notice." Mo Qian explained calmly.
Ji Wei didn’t delve into it, handing him a mango pudding made by Aunt Zhu, "It’s very sweet, do you want to try it?"
Her charming little face displayed a happy expression, causing Mo Qian to slightly lose focus.
"Let me feed you."
Seeing him just quietly watching her without speaking, Ji Wei proactively scooped up a spoonful of soft, springy pudding, bringing it to Mo Qian’s lips.
He tasted it; the sweet mango flavor was indeed very sweet.
"Tasty, right?" Ji Wei said happily, "I’ve decided to learn to make pudding from Aunt Zhu, so I can make it for An An and you, oh, and for the little baby in my tummy too!"
Her eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles, unconsciously reaching out to touch her abdomen, wanting to feel the little life inside.
Mo Qian’s gaze followed her movement down, resting on her stomach.
It was still flat, showing no signs of change.
Mo Qian’s eyes grew moist; he suddenly pulled the woman into his arms, holding her tightly.
