Gu Mian couldn't articulate what she felt, let alone dare to imagine, what she would do if she was really pregnant.
In the afternoon, Li Tingshen was working in his study and insisted that Gu Mian accompany him.
Gu Mian curled up on the sofa, reading a book.
Her phone suddenly rang; Gu Mian sharply lifted her head and looked at Li Tingshen, "It's my phone."
Li Tingshen opened the drawer, took out Gu Mian's phone, and answered, "Grandma... Gu Mian is napping, did you need her for something? ... My health is almost recovered, I have been resting at home these last few days... We're doing fine; don't worry... Once Gu Mian wakes up, I'll tell her you called; goodbye."
After he hung up, Gu Mian couldn't help but ask, "Have you been answering all my calls these days?"
"Yes."
"Li Tingshen, how can you just go through my phone like that?"
"Don't worry; I only answered because I thought it might be something urgent. Apart from that, I haven't touched your phone."
