Hiding in the room, Sheng Xin quickly called An Ran.
"Hey, An Ran! Can you think of another way for me now! I can't lie anymore!"
"Why?" An Ran asked in confusion, "You can't even pretend to be pregnant?"
"No! I feel... I'm so sorry for them..."
As soon as she heard Zong Zhenglie's tone of longing for a child, Sheng Xin felt terribly uncomfortable.
This inner condemnation was driving her crazy.
"What's there to be sorry for? You have to think about the consequences if it's known that you were falsely pregnant! We're not afraid of his parents blaming you, isn't it Zong Zhenglie? He has finally regained his confidence now. If you do something like this again
When this happens, you have to think about how hard he suffered!"
Sheng Xin thought about it and realized that what An Ran said did make sense.
"But how long do I have to lie to him? Now that I have moved to his house, I may betray him at any time! If someone exposes me, won't I be more embarrassed?"
"Then just pretend! If you have a serious reaction to pregnancy, no one will be suspicious." An Ran changed the topic, "By the way, have you and Zong Zhenglie been doing something the past few days?"
"...Yes..." When she thought about having to pester Zong Zhenglie every night, Sheng Xin felt ashamed to see anyone.
If it weren't for the fear that Zong Zhenglie would be hit, she wouldn't do such a thing even to the death.
"I will pick you up from Zongzheng's house later, and we will go to the hospital to test whether you are pregnant again."
"Ah? Are you still going to take a test? But I don't feel pregnant at all now?"
"You are not an instrument and have not experienced pregnancy yet. How can you know whether you are pregnant or not? Go and get checked. Don't be pregnant. You don't know yet." An Ran laughed a few times and said, "I hope you are pregnant now."
I'm already pregnant, so I don't have to worry about you."
"Yes." Sheng Xin nodded, "Let's check it out! If the doctor says that we really can't conceive, then I will slowly reveal this matter to Zong Zhenglie."
"Oh, my poor sister Sheng Xin!" An Ran said in a deliberately sinister manner, making Sheng Xin dumbfounded.
"Okay, call me at the door."
...
After hanging up the phone, Sheng Xin took a deep breath.
I thought silently in my heart: She must be pregnant, and all the gods and goddesses must bless her...
"Sheng Xin?"
Zong Zhenglie's voice suddenly came from behind, making Sheng Xin almost jump in fright.
"Zong, Zong Zhenglie? When did you stand behind me?"
"Just now! I heard you didn't answer, so I came to the room to look for you." Zong Zheng smiled and reached out to touch the door of the room, "Who were you talking to on the phone just now? You were doing it secretly."
"What!" Sheng Xin hurried over and helped him sit down on the bed, explaining, "It's An Ran. She asked me to accompany her to the prenatal check-up."
"Are you An Ran?" Zong Zhenglie raised his eyebrows, "Then I'm going to go too. It just so happens that An Ran has a prenatal check-up. You can also check it out by the way. I'll listen to what the doctor said about my son! My mother said, you are more than one month pregnant now.
I'm one month old and can already hear the fetal heartbeat. I want to hear it."
Listen to fetal heartbeat?!
Sheng Xin swallowed suddenly, alarm bells blaring in his head.
If you let Zong Zhenglie go with you, wouldn't it be a disaster?
"No!" Sheng Xin quickly refused, "You can go next time. An Ran has some minor problems this time. He may not have time to check it out for me. How about waiting for next time?"