"..." Ye Anqi was speechless; he actually remembered more clearly than she did.
Ya Shitian kissed her lips softly, "So I still have a week's time, I might catch the last train this month."
Ye Anqi forced a smile and said nothing.
But in her heart, she desperately prayed that Ya Shitian would always be infertile!
Ya Shitian was true to his word; for the next week, he was very diligent every night.
But she wasn't too worried about getting pregnant.
The original book's author had written that Ya Shitian couldn't get pregnant, and she truly believed that.
...
In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.
Ye Anqi's period had yet to come.
Sometimes it was normal to be delayed by a few days, so Ye Anqi wasn't very worried.
Another two days went by... and it still hadn't come.
Ye Anqi was starting to get anxious.
That night, she sat on the toilet and zoned out for a long time.
She thought of all the possibilities and outcomes.
