Longcheng, First People's Hospital.
In a spacious and bright consultation room, after a series of examinations, Director Wang Hongmei of the Obstetrics and Gynecology department kept Chu Xiuying behind, as they were old classmates.
"Hongmei, my daughter..." Chu Xiuying asked anxiously.
Wang Hongmei looked at her old classmate of many years and nodded slightly, "Xiao Mo is indeed pregnant! She's about forty to fifty days along!"
As old classmates, she and Chu Xiuying had always kept in touch. Of course, she knew her old classmate's daughter was not yet married.
While society was more open-minded nowadays, and people were generally more accepting, an unplanned pregnancy was still not a glorious matter for a family like the Yangs.
Chu Xiuying's body trembled violently, her face pale, and her eyes vacant.
"Xiuying, it's still early. If the other family is suitable, you should hurry and get married. Xiao Mo is also at the age for marriage. I'll just have to drink your family's wedding wine!" Wang Hongmei said, deliberately joking.
Chu Xiuying came back to her senses, thanked her old classmate with a stiff expression, and then walked out of the room.
Outside, Yang Jingye and his son Yang Conglong were both there, accompanying Yang Zimo.
"Mom, what's wrong with Xiao Mo?" Yang Conglong asked with concern.
Although Yang Jingye didn't speak, his eyes were fixed on his wife, his expression tense.
Chu Xiuying didn't answer directly. Instead, she went straight to her daughter and asked tenderly, "Darling, what do you want to eat? Mom will take you to eat now, okay?"
"Mom, I don't want to eat anything, I just want to sleep!" Yang Zimo was not feeling well. She then suddenly asked, "Mom, what did Auntie Wang tell you? Am I really pregnant?"
"Pregnant?!" Yang Conglong's face changed drastically as he stared intently at his sister.
Seeing that it was all family, Chu Xiuying no longer concealed it. With a complex expression, she held her daughter's hand, "Darling, you are indeed pregnant!"
"Longlong, quickly call that scoundrel Qin Chuan and tell him to come to our house immediately, now! Right away! Immediately!" Chu Xiuying exuded a cold aura that startled Yang Conglong into hastily pulling out his phone to call Qin Chuan.
"Brother, don't!" To his surprise, Yang Zimo stopped him directly.
"Darling, such a big thing, aren't you going to tell him?" Chu Xiuying became anxious.
"This is all that scoundrel's fault! He is the real culprit!"
"No matter how we deal with this matter, he must be present!"
Yang Jingye, having recovered from his shock, said to his daughter earnestly, "Pregnancy is a major event. Qin Chuan, as the father of the child, has the right to know, no matter how big the conflict between you was. Daughter, although I don't know what kind of conflict there was between you and Qin Chuan, now that you are pregnant, I don't think it's a bad thing, but a good one. You and Qin Chuan are the same age, both twenty-four. Many children of this age in other families are already married and have children. Why don't you take this opportunity to get married? With Qin Chuan's current fame and status, he is well-matched with our family. This way, your mother and I can legitimately hold our grandson and be grandparents, and help you raise the child."
"Grandparents?" Chu Xiuying, who had been distressed,'s eyes lit up at her father's words. She had been so focused on her daughter that she had completely overlooked what her daughter's pregnancy meant to her. It meant she could be a grandmother! The thought made Chu Xiuying's heart pound uncontrollably, her excitement hard to contain. Qin Chuan's current fame and status were indeed worthy of their Yang family. Having such a son-in-law who could earn money also pleased Chu Xiuying.
"Then I can be an uncle too?" Yang Conglong was also very happy.
"Marry Qin Chuan?" Hearing her father's words, a flicker of light suddenly appeared in the depths of Yang Zimo's dim eyes, a kind of longing and yearning. But soon, this light quickly extinguished, returning to normal, like a stagnant pool of water.
"Dad, Mom, don't say anymore. I want to go home quickly and be alone to clear my head!"
"I'm so tired!" Yang Zimo's words startled the whole family, who quickly took her home.
The family quickly returned home, and Yang Zimo went upstairs to sleep, leaving Yang Jingye, Chu Xiuying, and their son Yang Conglong staring at each other blankly. Her daughter's sudden pregnancy was a major event for the entire Yang family, and it had to be handled properly. However, the troublesome part was that their daughter had clearly quarreled with Qin Chuan again, and it seemed to be even more serious than the last time.
"All men in the world are bad!" Chu Xiuying suddenly cursed loudly, as if she had thought of something. This startled the Yang father and son. The father and son exchanged glances and wisely remained silent, not interjecting.
Unexpectedly, even though they ignored the eldest member of the household, she was not going to let them off. Chu Xiuying glared fiercely at the two of them, "I don't care what methods you use, you must find out quickly what happened between Qin Chuan and our daughter!"
"That damned guy, does he really think our Yang family is a buffet, where he can eat and leave without consequence? He's dreaming!"
"Never mind that Xiao Mo is pregnant now, even if she wasn't, he still has to take responsibility!"
While the family of three was bickering downstairs, upstairs in the bedroom, Yang Zimo sat alone on the bed after returning to her room, motionless, like a statue. The sunlight from outside poured through the window, illuminating her, making her appear as if she were gilded, pure and flawless.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Zimo finally moved. She lowered her head and gently stroked her belly with one hand. It was still flat, but for some reason, Yang Zimo felt a connection, a sense of blood relation.
"I'm pregnant, pregnant?" Yang Zimo murmured to herself, her expression complex, alternating between sadness, sorrow, and happiness.
In fact, if it were any other time, with Yang Zimo's intelligence, she would have discovered her pregnancy sooner. But this time was different. She had been feeling unwell for the past few days, accompanied by vomiting, and she had attributed it to excessive grief. She never expected this to be the result.
Suddenly, a mature and alluring mature woman's figure popped into Yang Zimo's mind. This person was Li Ya. She had only met Li Ya once, but she remembered this mature and alluring woman vividly. Li Ya was also pregnant, more than a month earlier than her!
If a certain person were to learn of this news, he would probably jump for joy, wouldn't he? He was so greedy, wanting to have multiple wives like ancient emperors, and was even prepared to remain unmarried for life for that reason. Now that she and Li Ya had children, and he couldn't bear to abort them, this would undoubtedly be great news for him.
"If you really think that, you are terribly mistaken!" Yang Zimo said, touching her flat lower abdomen and murmuring to herself. Her exquisitely beautiful face was filled with ice-coldness.
"Even if I raise the child alone, I won't let you succeed!"
"Being a single mother is not a bad thing!"
"Baby, you won't resent me for doing this, will you? Hmm, you definitely won't!"