This time is not like before. The first month she could say she was fine, it’s still early, she can wait. The second month she rushed to buy books, but after looking for a long time, it had no effect. This time her period came again, Jian Anning saw herself turning thirty, and if she can’t get pregnant, what should she do?

The physical period already makes the body weak, and with her making a fuss, she becomes even more listless. Not only does food lose its flavor, but while sleeping, Yu Zexiao even heard her crying secretly.

This really frightened Yu Zexiao. When he got up in the middle of the night, he thought there were mice in the house. He is obsessed with cleanliness, not to mention mice, even a single fly that comes in during summer makes him unhappy for a long time.

As he planned to tidy the house at night, he just got up and saw Jian Anning curling up beside him, hugging the quilt and crying.

She didn’t dare to cry out loud, her teeth biting the sheet, the sound was like a whimpering, at first, it sounded like a little mouse crept into the house, didn’t it? Yu Zexiao leaned closer to look, and in the moonlight, he could see her face full of tears, she was not making much noise, just her shoulders trembled slightly, looking a bit like a little pitiful child who was beaten by her parents and didn’t dare to make a sound.

"What’s going on?" Yu Zexiao was both amused and bemused. A few years ago, when the Cheng Family was thriving, she looked calm and strong. Unexpectedly now, without much external pressure, the family is harmonious. In front of outsiders, it’s hard to tell, but with him, he increasingly feels that this woman is regressing.

But it’s not bad, he used to dislike her being too tough-minded. Maybe, with no external pressure each time he teased her, she neither advanced nor retreated, she’s now learned to become a little silly.

But crying like this seems to be a first time?

Before, when she suspected him of "cheating", she didn’t cry once. Why is she like this now?

"Zexiao!" Jian Anning was crying, and threw herself into Yu Zexiao’s arms, snuggling before saying, "Sorry, I made a mistake, sorry."

What’s this all about? He asked, somewhat confused: "How did you make a mistake?"

"If, if only we had a baby two years ago." Now the child would be three years old, and could go to kindergarten.

No one expected that when they could have a child, they didn’t want one. Now hoping for one, but it’s impossible. She’s only thirty, not forty, why can’t she have a child?

"What if I can’t get pregnant?"

She is really worried now. Not to mention anything else, just now, couples in Huaxia Country who can’t have children, isn’t there less reporting on this? Many people, in order to have a child, are trying every possible way throughout the year.

"Nonsense! You have me, how could you not get pregnant?" Yu Zexiao’s face darkened, he pinched her nose: "Where do you look like a thirty-year-old? Three years old?"

"Really." Jian Anning is really worried, especially since Yu Zexiao is the single descendant for three generations, the Yu Family elders have been eagerly expecting her pregnancy. Now that she mentioned she wants to get pregnant, how quickly did the Yu Family elders’ faces change?

If she can’t have a child, wouldn’t it be her fault?

Jian Anning suddenly felt a surge in the surrounding sense of crisis: "You’re so handsome, even if you’re in your forties or fifties, there will be young girls flocking to you."