The next day.
Considering that her apparent joy might pressure Zhiyun, Luo Qiuyue did not show her face.
After breakfast, Zhou Liao drove Zhiyun to the hospital.
After a blood draw and examination, Lai Zhiyun walked out of the gynecologist's office feeling rather woozy.
Her eyes shone with joy, but her expression was somewhat bewildered as Zhou Liao supported her and had her sit down on a bench in the hallway.
"Really pregnant?"
Lai Zhiyun glanced at the test report in Zhou Liao's hand and murmured to herself.
"Really."
Zhou Liao paid close attention to Zhiyun's reaction, and although she spoke softly, he still faintly heard her.
"I'm going to be a mother soon?"
With her hands covering her abdomen, Lai Zhiyun felt a mix of shock and excitement, her emotions bittersweet.
Zhou Liao wrapped his arms around her, his left palm covering the back of her hand, and whispered, "I'm going to be a father soon."
"Can I be a good mother?"
