The doctor had sensibly left, leaving the space to the two of them.
He Jingyao suddenly folded the test report and placed it on a small table nearby, then sat down beside her, slightly leaned over, and cradled her face in his hands.
The man's face remained calm, his handsome features cold and harsh, but underneath his eyes it seemed as if a storm was brewing, carrying a surging and powerful force.
Zhixi stared at him, her heartbeat gradually accelerating.
His Adam's apple bobbed again, his fingertips gently caressed her lips, then pressed down, kissing her deeply, yet he did not invade further, just gently covering her for a while before letting her go.
"You're pregnant," his voice was still low and husky, but his tone was certain.
Zhixi gently nodded.
He suddenly laughed, a sound like a sigh of relief after a calamity escaping his throat.
He pulled her tightly into his arms and repeated, "Zhixi, you're pregnant."
Her tears once again started to flow.
