Chen Yanyu feigned nonchalance, "Nothing to worry about, eat and drink as usual, your wife isn't pregnant."
Not pregnant!!
Jiang Mian's tense face suddenly relaxed, "Are you sure?"
"It's true, but your recent fatigue is causing you to feel sleepy often. Plus, with the heating on now, it's all normal. You're a little anemic."
Chen Yanyu's gaze fell upon Fu Sichen, "It's the same old issue, just restrain yourself a bit. Your wife is delicate and precious; you're really worse than beasts."
Jiang Mian breathed a sigh of relief, and listening to Chen Yanyu put it that way, she felt especially relieved.
Fu Sichen, impeccably dressed, yet no better than a beast.
Chen Yanyu began packing up his things, "What? You look a bit disappointed."
This couple is too much.
Always stirring up trouble late at night.
Fu Sichen stood up, reached for Jiang Mian's warmed hand, and said unhurriedly, "Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Chen."
