"Then I'm relieved." Knowing the elderly were fine, Zhuang Ruyu breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Changwen approached and sat across from her, asking again, "What's the matter?"
She looked at him. This man was her husband. She had every reason to believe that whether or not he liked her, he would definitely stand by her when it came to the child. Thus, she said, "I want to tell you two things. The first is, I'm pregnant."
The unexpected surprise made Ye Changwen's emotions surge uncontrollably. He reached for a cigarette, but then remembered smoking was not good for pregnant women and put his hand down.
"And the second thing?"
"The second thing is, some people might not be pleased about my pregnancy."
The joyful expression faded significantly from Ye Changwen's face. He locked his deep, dark eyes on her, "How can you be sure someone wouldn't like it?"
"Anyway, I have a request. I want to invite someone to come and take care of me and my child. This is the only person I trust."
