Chapter 919: Really Pregnant?
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Yan Jinyi pointed at the kitchen.
Leng Jing meticulously placed the fish soup in the microwave oven to heat it up before bringing it out. She had been eating very little for dinner the past couple of days due to a lack of appetite. She immediately got hungry when she smelled the fragrance of the fish.
Yan Jinyi craned her neck and glanced at the fish soup on the dining table. She said proudly, “Smells good.”
“This is our family’s secret ancestral recipe. You can’t get it elsewhere. Quickly come give it a try.”
Secret ancestral recipe!
!!
Yan Jinyi recalled how the cook used to stew some fish soup for her and her underlings back in the Black Cloud Fortress. She would often claim that it was an ancestral recipe whenever she saw how much everyone enjoyed it.
She raised her hand to touch the tip of her nose before moving towards the dining hall slowly.
The first mouthful of soup instantly whet her appetite. Yan Jinyi’s eyes were glistening today. She felt that the soup was really delicious becuase it tasted just like Mrs. Wang’s cooking.
She raised the bowl and continued to drink a couple of mouthfuls. All of a sudden, her stomach began churning and she was so overwhelmed with nausea that she quickly covered her mouth and dashed into the bathroom.
Seeing how pale she was, Leng Jing began to panic. ‘Is there something wrong with the soup?’
“Jinyi, Jinyi, are you alright? Did you choke on fish bones?”
Panic-stricken, Leng Jing followed Yan Jinyi into the bathroom. She squatted beside Yan Jinyi and patted her spine. “I’ll pay attention next time. Do you want to drink some vinegar?”
As soon as she said that, she found the scene of Yan Jinyi squatting by the toilet bowl and retching extremely familiar.
This…
Leng Jing’s eyes lit up and she asked with obvious joy in her voice, “Jinyi, have you gotten your period this month?”
Yan Jinyi wasn’t perfunctory. “No.”
“Is it late?”
“I think so, but only for a few days.”
Leng Jing stood up to wet a towel and then handed it to Yan Jinyi. The smile on Leng Jing’s face was getting more and more obvious. “Jinyi, let’s go to the hospital for a check up later, okay?”
Hearing her words, Yan Jinyi frowned immediately. “What for? I can’t possibly be down with a terminal illness, right?”
“No, no, don’t curse yourself. I just think that you might be pregnant.”
The word ‘pregnant’ immediately invaded Yan Jinyi’s mind and she stoopped feeling queasy too.
“Y=You mean, I… I’m showing signs of…”
“Yes, I can’t be wrong. Let’s go to the hospital for a checkup, okay?”
The thought of being a grandmother made Leng Jing really excited.
‘No way? This can’t be true. Right?’
‘It should be a false alarm like last time. I’m still young and I haven’t had enough fun. I don’t want to be a mother!’
Children would be a stumbling block to her enjoyment of an unfettered life.
Yan Jinyi stubbornly chose to hypnotize herself.
Unfortunately, when she walked out of the hospital, she felt that the world was suddenly not that beautiful anymore. Even the iconic buildings in the city were not that stunning.
“Jinyi…”
Seeing how dumbfounded she was, Leng Jing thought that she was overwhelmed with joy.
She brought her to the car and then called Huo Xishen.
Huo Xishen was working overtime with a pile of documents in front of him. Seeing that it was a call from Leng Jing,he didn’t want to pick up at first.
However, when he remembered that she was his rightful mother-in-law…
“Hello, Aunt Leng.”
“Xishen, let me tell you a good piece of news. Jinyi is pregnant.”
Huo Xishen’s reaction was similar to Yan Jinyi’s. He was first stunned for a few seconds. “Huh?”
“Jinyi and I have just left the hospital, I’m preparing to send her home now.”
Huo Xishen couldn’t continue with the call because his mind was filled with thoughts about Yan Jinyi’s pregnancy.
However, he recalled how much Yan Jinyi disliked kids.
In order to prevent her from secretly getting an abortion, eh decided that he had to make her change her mindset.
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