Third Young Master Ye took ten minutes to digest the meaning in Ye Wei's words. When he recovered, Ye Wei and Ning Ning had long left to give them space. When he recovered, Cheng Anya already had two cups of hot tea.
Cheng Anya curiously pondered whether he was elated to the point of dumbness, or angry to the point of dumbness. The child sure arrived suddenly and out of their plans. Nevertheless, she was extremely elated.
What about him?
Looking at how he doted on Ning Ning so much, Cheng Anya secretly wondered to herself whether he would like this child. This father-to-be's reaction was sure laggy, and she had to probe him whilst waiting so that he could show the slightest reaction.
Having looked emotionless for too long, she wondered whether his facial muscles would tire out.
"You're pregnant?"
