Nian Shutong was stunned on the spot, and Fu Yunhe, who followed, was even more dumbfounded.
The two of them, their eyes wide open, stared at Uncle Long.
"What did you say?"
"What did you say?"
Nian Shutong sat down, and Fu Yunhe squatted down.
Uncle Long wanted to stroke his chin pretending to be profound, only to find he had no beard left.
"I said, I'm getting ready to be Grandpa Long. You, Nian Shutong, are pregnant."
"I'm—pregnant?"
Nian Shutong pointed a finger at herself, for a long time.
Fu Yunhe, who understood quickly, seized Nian Shutong's hand and said, "We're going to have a child!"
Nian Shutong turned her head to the left, locking eyes with Fu Yunhe.
Initially excited, Fu Yunhe's emotions slowly subsided as he cautiously asked, "Did I... make a mistake?"
"Where did you go wrong?"
"Shouldn't I be happy?"
With Fu Yunhe's uncertainty, Nian Shutong's gaze turned slightly dangerous. He quickly corrected himself, saying, "Was I too loud?"
