21 Am I Pregnant? Do You Believe Me?
“You’re too weak. You should rest well at home.”
Si Zhanhan put down the book in his hand and turned his head. Ling Qing Ruan met his gaze, his dark pupils resembling a starry sky, unfathomable at first glance.
“No, I still need to return to Imperial University. I’m not feeling unwell at all now.”
“That won’t do either. You’ve barely eaten anything these past few days due to vomiting, and you get dizzy after just a few steps. What if you faint on the way and hurt the baby? The baby is still so small.”
Si Zhanhan took out the large jar of milk candies beside Ling Qing Ruan and placed it on the table. He hadn’t been watching for just a moment, and she had already sneaked so many.
Ling Qing Ruan wrapped her arms around the man’s hand and shook it. “Si Zhanhan, that won’t happen. I won’t hurt the baby. I’ll protect the baby properly. Please let me go. I’m really not feeling unwell anymore.”
Si Zhanhan enveloped Ling Qing Ruan in his strong arms, holding her slender waist.
“That still won’t do. I’m not at ease. Stay home properly and don’t go anywhere. Be good, Ruan Ruan.”
This woman was both clumsy and fragile, so delicate that a gust of wind could knock her over. What if she bumped into something?
“Si Zhanhan, even though I’m carrying your baby, you can’t restrict my freedom. Otherwise, I’ll get angry.”
Ling Qing Ruan nuzzled against Si Zhanhan’s chest like a bristling kitten. With both hands clutching his suit, she glared at him fiercely.
It was the first time Si Zhanhan had seen a woman who looked so adorable even when angry. He pinched her cheek with one hand and lifted her chin.
“Alright, I’ll take you back in a while. But you must be careful in everything you do and not run around recklessly. Also, give me your answer tomorrow.”
Ling Qing Ruan avoided his gaze. Why so soon? She hadn’t made up her mind yet.
The black car stopped at Imperial Capital University, parking in a relatively secluded area where there weren’t many people.
Just as Ling Qing Ruan opened the car door to get out, a large hand wrapped around her waist.
“Be good. If anything happens, you must call me. Walk slowly, wear more clothes. I’ll pick you up tomorrow afternoon.”
Their faces were close, the man’s warm breath brushing against her ear. Ling Qing Ruan turned her head away. “I know.”
He cared about her so much every day—if others didn’t know better, they might think he was her father.
“Mm, go ahead.”
Si Zhanhan released his hand. Ling Qing Ruan carried her backpack, dressed in soft, cozy white autumn clothes and wearing a beret, looking young, beautiful, and adorable.
Sitting in the car, Si Zhanhan watched the girl’s figure disappear from his sight, a faint, almost imperceptible smile flickering in the depths of his dark eyes.
He was going to have a child…
He never imagined he’d have a child before turning thirty. It was something he hadn’t even dared to think about before, but now it was becoming a reality.
“Let’s head back.”
“Yes, Second Master.”
Ling Qing Ruan returned to the dormitory, where Wu Xiaomin had already come back and was organizing her suitcase.
“Ruan Ruan, darling, you’re finally back! I heard your boyfriend picked you up. Did you two get back together? Didn’t you say he had another woman?”
Ling Qing Ruan stammered, “I was mistaken. I misunderstood him. There’s no other woman around him, so we got back together.”
“Ruan Ruan, it’s good that you’re back together. A boyfriend like him is really hard to find. You should hold onto him tightly. He seems like a business elite—there must be many women around him.”
“Ruan Ruan, if you want to be the main wife, you have to get pregnant with his child first.”
Wu Xiaomin casually remarked, and Ling Qing Ruan nearly spat out her water, guiltily glancing at her own belly.
There was already his offspring inside her—should she tell Xiaomin?
“But you’re still young now, no need to think about these things.”
Ling Qing Ruan stuck out her tongue; she was already pregnant, the baby was two months along.
“Xiaomin, I want to tell you some news, but don’t be too shocked, okay?”
“What news? Something that could shock me? Impossible, go ahead.”
Wu Xiaomin, while tidying up clothes, absentmindedly lifted her head and asked.
“I’m pregnant.”
Ling Qing Ruan’s voice was very soft, but Wu Xiaomin heard it clearly. The clothes in her hands instantly fell to the ground, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at Ling Qing Ruan.
“Ruan Ruan, you’re joking with me, right? You must be joking.” Ling Qing Ruan laughed.
Pregnant?
How could that be?
Ruan Ruan was the purest girl; she hadn’t even held hands with another boy.
“It’s true…” Ling Qing Ruan furrowed her delicate brows, a trace of worry on her face.
Wu Xiaomin stood frozen in place, unable to react for a long moment. “Whose is it?”
“His, my boyfriend’s.”
“Oh my god! It’s that old man’s child! Ruan Ruan, you’re so foolish—how could you get pregnant with his child? Have you two already…”
Ling Qing Ruan’s face flushed bright red, and she recounted everything that had happened in detail to Wu Xiaomin.
Xiaomin was her best friend; she didn’t want to hide it from her. When she was little and her mother kicked her out without food, Wu Xiaomin would bring her home to eat every day.
Compared to her sister Ling Qing Shuang, Wu Xiaomin felt more like an older sister to her.
“So that’s how it is. At least that old man is taking responsibility, unlike some scumbags who just take advantage and then disappear!”
Still, he was way out of line! Taking advantage of their precious Ruan Ruan.
Wu Xiaomin fumed indignantly.
Their Ruan Ruan was only 18 and already pregnant—and still a freshman in college!
Ugh!
Beast!
“Ruan Ruan, what are you thinking? Do you want to keep this child?”
Wu Xiaomin’s gaze fell on Ling Qing Ruan’s belly, and she gently poked it with one finger. Was there really a little baby inside?
It didn’t show at all, no wonder Ruan Ruan had been vomiting these past few days—it turned out she was carrying offspring.
“I… I don’t know either. He said he’d marry me, that I should have the baby and he’d take care of it, and I could come back to finish my studies without worrying about anything.”
Ling Qing Ruan was still conflicted. As an 18-year-old girl, this kind of problem was really difficult for her.
“Ruan Ruan, then just have the baby. At worst, take a year off from school. Besides, someone’s offering to take care of the child for free. That old man seems pretty decent and reliable.
He’s just way older than you, but older men know how to cherish you, and he spoils you so much—he’s even bought all your clothes and everything.”
Wu Xiaomin’s envy practically dripped from her eyes.
When would she ever meet such a gentle husband?
Ling Qing Ruan bit her lip lightly. “Yeah, he’s really good to me, and he has a gentle temper.”
“Ruan Ruan, then just agree. By the time you graduate, the baby will be three years old—you’ll be a winner in life! And the baby will be so cute; how could you bear to get rid of it?”
Ling Qing Ruan was tempted again and again. She really wanted to see what her baby would look like—it must be adorable.
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“Xiaomin, I can’t bear to part with it now. When I first found out, I wanted to have it removed, but now I just can’t bring myself to do it.”
Besides, there was also Si Zhanhan. Si Zhanhan was her support, and she didn’t seem quite as afraid anymore.