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  Soon, the family doctor, Xu Langyi, arrived at the Fang family hall.

  Fang Mu told Xu Langyi about Qiao Jiuyin’s symptoms, and he nodded. Xu Langyi then asked Qiao Jiuyin some questions. Qiao Jiuyin answered them one by one.

  After hearing this, Xu Langyi raised his head and said to Fang Mu and Fang Pingjue, “Congratulations Second Young Master, Mr. Fang, Second Madam is pregnant.”


  When he heard that, Fang Pingjue’s brows relaxed, and he revealed a look of joy. Although Fang Mu did not show it on his face, his eyes lit up.

  Xu Langyi then said to Fang Mu, “According to Second Madam’s symptoms, the child in her stomach should be around 45 days old. Second Young Master, bring Second Madam to the hospital for an ultrasound as soon as possible and check the fetus so that we can be safe.”


  Fang Mu immediately nodded. “Of course.”


  Previously, when she had suddenly felt nauseous in their small courtyard, Qiao Jiuyin had already suspected that she was pregnant. And when she smelled the barbecue and vomited non-stop, she had become almost certain. However, hearing it from Dr. Xu made her even more relieved.

  Slowly regaining her senses, Qiao Jiuyin gently placed her hand on her flat and tight abdomen.

  As she was lost in thought, Qiao Jiuyin suddenly felt a warmth on the back of her hand.

  She looked up and met Fang Mu’s surprised gaze. Fang Mu’s left hand was on the back of her hand, while his right hand was on her shoulder. He was pleasantly surprised and tightened his grip on Qiao Jiuyin’s shoulder. After nearly half a minute, he said in a careful tone, “Xiao sheng, we have a child.”


  Qiao Jiuyin smiled, nodded, and withdrew her hand from Fang Mu’s palm.

  She instead held Fang Mu’s hand and said to him, “Touch it.”


  Fang Mu did as he was told.

  His palm brushed across Qiao Jiuyin’s flat stomach. Fang Mu frowned and said, “He can’t move yet.”


  When Qiao Jiuyin heard this, she wanted to laugh but held back.

  Xu Langyi hurriedly said, “Second Young Master, it will take at least four months for the fetus in this belly to move. He’s still a little sprout.”


  After making a joke, Fang Mu quickly retracted his hand.

  When Fang Qingyun saw this scene, she could not help but sigh. “Look, he’s going to be a father soon. Fang Mu has also changed.” When did they see Fang Mu lose his composure like this?

  Everyone burst into laughter.

  Qiao Jiusheng and Fang Yusheng chuckled as well, looking happy.

  Qiao Jiuyin was pregnant, and this was a joyous occasion. All the female seniors in the family sat around her and constantly imparted childbirth scriptures to her. Qiao Jiusheng had never given birth before, so she naturally did not have any experience in this aspect. She sat next to Fang Yusheng and waited until the festive mood calmed down. The two of them then stood up hand in hand and bade farewell to the elders.

  “Father, Aunt Xu, it’s getting late. Ah Sheng and I will go back first,” Fang Yusheng said goodbye to Fang Pingjue.

  Fang Pingjue casually glanced at the couple and nodded without saying a word.

  Xu Pingfei was beside Qiao Jiuyin, making a din. She did not hear them greeting each other, so she did not say anything either. Qiao Jiusheng said to Fang Yusheng, “Let’s go. Everyone is busy.”


  Fang Yusheng nodded and left the Fang Family’s house, arm in arm with Qiao Jiusheng.

  Qi Bufan consciously fell behind.

  Qiao Jiusheng lowered her head and saw a dried branch in the middle of the road ahead. She took her hand away from Fang Yusheng’s arm, ran to the front, and kicked the branch away.

  At this moment, she heard Fang Yusheng ask, “How is it?”


  “Hmm?” Qiao Jiusheng retracted her gaze from the branch and turned to look at Fang Yusheng, feeling puzzled.

  Fang Yusheng stopped in his tracks and carefully listened. He lowered his head toward the spot where Qiao Jiusheng was standing. Pursing his lips, he asked, “She’s pregnant. How are you feeling?”


  Qiao Jiusheng’s calm expression froze for a few seconds.

  Then she gently shook her head.

  However, she then realized that Fang Yusheng could not see, so she softly replied, “You want the truth?”


  “Yes.”


  “For a moment, I had an impulse to rush up and kick her in the stomach.” Qiao Jiusheng finally looked straight into her own heart.

  She was indeed harboring such a malicious thought.

  Qiao Jiuyin’s pregnancy was within her predictions. She remembered it very clearly. In her previous life, on this day, Qiao Jiuyin had worn a pink champagne-colored dress and carried a mooncake to show off to her.

  Qiao Jiuyin had looked so beautiful that she resembled a blooming rose. She had looked down on the mute and disheveled Qiao Jiusheng with contempt and arrogantly flaunted that she had Fang Mu’s child. As for Qiao Jiusheng, her tongue had been cut off, and she was wearing smelly and dirty clothes. She had been imprisoned in a 20-square-meter house all day long. She could not get what she wanted and could not even touch the sunlight.

  At that time, Qiao Jiusheng had still been deeply in love with Fang Mu. When she had heard this news, she had felt so angry and hateful that she wanted to kill someone.

  However, today, when she had heard the news of Qiao Jiuyin’s pregnancy again, Qiao Jiusheng was no longer angry. This was because, during those decades of imprisonment, the intense love she had for Fang Mu had long faded away. Even so, the hatred in her heart did not decrease at all.

  It was not because she still had feelings for Fang Mu, but because the existence of that child had once again slapped her in the face. It had completely confirmed that her six years of love with Fang Mu was a joke.