Song Ci interrupted Du Tingting's fantasy and explained, "It's like this. I have saved some money over the years and can pay a down payment." Song Ci was just an adopted daughter of the Mu family. Although Mu Mian was generous to her, he would not give her too much money.

In addition, Song Ci's status as a socialite was there, she wore luxurious clothes and had high daily expenses, so she actually only had a little over one million in her account.

This amount of money is just enough for a down payment.

Song Ci said, "I want to buy myself an apartment before we get married. Han Zhan also bought his house with a loan, and he'll have to pay it back after we get married. We can each pay our own mortgages, and raise our children together. There won't be any other financial disputes, which is better for everyone."

This was all Song Ci's nonsense, but Du Tingting, not understanding Han Zhan's financial situation, believed it. Du Tingting wasn't old-fashioned, nor did she believe women had to be supported by men. Song Ci wanted to buy a house, and after marriage, they could each pay their own mortgage, which would be fine.

Besides, with her own house, Song Ci felt more confident. "So what are you doing back home? Is it because you don't have enough money?" Du Tingting immediately picked up her phone and said, "How much is needed? I'll transfer it to you right away."

Song Ci felt warm in her heart. "I came back to get my household registration book."

Du Tingting paused, put down her phone, and said, "I'll get it for you right away."

"Okay, thank you, mother."

Watching Du Tingting's back as she went upstairs, Song Ci's eyes lit up with guilt. She'd taken the household registration booklet to buy a house, but that was fake; registering for marriage with Han Zhan was the real deal. Song Ci was anxious to break free from the Mu family's control; the sooner she severed ties with them, the better.

The household registration booklet was kept in Mu Mian's study, in a safe.

Mu Mian had no defenses against Du Tingting. She knew all the passwords to his safe. Du Tingting found her household registration book and hurried downstairs. "Here, Song Song, just take out your household registration page."

Song Ci pulled out her household registration page and put it in her bag. She chatted with Du Tingting for a while, but when she saw that Du Tingting looked sleepy, she got up and left.

After Song Ci left, Du Tingting went upstairs with the household registration book.

She opened the safe, put her things in, and was about to close the door when she noticed a light brown brown paper bag under the household registration book. Curious, Du Tingting pulled it out and took a look.

She opened the file bag, pulled out the A4 paper, and saw the stamp of "Xinqiao Hospital" on it.

Hospital report?

Could it be from autumn?

Du Tingting took the report and walked to Mu Mian's desk to sit down, then began to read it carefully. When she finished reading the test report, her hands holding the report began to tremble uncontrollably.

Du Tingting stuffed the report back into the brown paper bag tremblingly. She was a little scared and a little flustered. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was at a loss.

Du Tingting stumbled back to the room. She sat leaning against the pillow, biting her index finger nervously with her teeth, shaking her head and muttering, "How could it be? It's impossible. It's not what I thought..."

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At night, Mu Mian returned home with a batch of exquisite pastries. He heard Aunt Zhang say that Du Tingting had eaten very little that night and had gone back to her room to rest. He was worried that Du Tingting was ill, so he hurried back to her room with the pastries.

Pushing open the door, Mu Mian saw Du Tingting curled up in her blanket like a helpless child. His brows knitted tightly with worry. "Tingting, Aunt Zhang said you didn't eat much tonight. Are you still feeling unwell?"

Du Tingting buried her head in the quilt and said nothing.

Mu Mian came over and lifted her head out of the pillow. Mu Mian looked at Du Tingting's face and found that her complexion was extremely bad, her lips were pale, and her hair was messy. He immediately became panicked.

"Tingting, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Mu Qiu was ill and still lying in the hospital. Du Tingting was in this state again. Mu Mian was very anxious. He suddenly said, "No, we have to go to the hospital now. I have to take you for a check-up!"

Du Tingting finally responded.

She spoke in a gentle voice, "Nothing serious, just..." Du Tingting stared at the snack box on the bedside table and said, "I don't have much appetite, I'm just a little tired. Are those coconut balls?"

"Yes, I queued up specially to buy it for you." Mu Mian quickly handed the coconut ball to Du Tingting.

Du Tingting picked up one, tasted it, and suddenly said, "It's so greasy."

Mu Mian took a bite and said, "It tastes the same as before."

"But I just feel it's so greasy." Du Tingting complained, "The food I've been eating lately is the same. It always feels greasy. The sight of all that oil makes me sick."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. After listening to Du Tingting's complaints, something suddenly flashed through Mu Mian's mind, and he unconsciously increased the strength of his grip on Du Tingting's wrist.

"Tingting!" Mu Mian's tone became nervous and his eyes became unbelievable.

Du Tingting looked at him puzzledly and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Mu Mian's voice was unsteady. He said, "Are you... pregnant?"

After saying this, Du Tingting's expression froze.

She sat up from Mu Mian's arms.

Du Tingting touched her belly and her face became paler and paler. "No, it's unlikely..." Du Tingting is forty-three years old. She had an IUD inserted more than ten years ago and has not been able to get pregnant in all these years. So even though she was not feeling well, she didn't think about it that way.

Seeing that Du Tingting was obviously frightened, Mu Mian said, "The last time you had an IUD was thirteen years ago. You haven't had a checkup in the past two years. Maybe the IUD is no longer effective."

After hearing this, Du Tingting felt heavy in her heart. "No," she stood up from the bed and said to Mu Mian, "Let's go to the pharmacy and buy a pregnancy test."

On the way to the pharmacy, Mu Mian's hands were sweating while driving.

Have another child...

Mu Mian was a little excited. He really wanted to have another baby, especially since Mu Qiu might pass away from them at any time.

No one knew what Du Tingting was thinking and she didn't say a word the whole way.

At the pharmacy, Mu Mian personally bought two or three pregnancy test sticks before taking Du Tingting home. Du Tingting went straight to the bathroom, and after five or six minutes, she came out with three pregnancy test sticks.

Mu Mian was sitting on the edge of the bed. When he heard footsteps, he suddenly looked up and stared at the pregnancy test stick in Du Tingting's hand with burning eyes.

Du Tingting looked at him in silence, her lips moving a few times. Her hesitation made Mu Mian's heart race. "Let me see." Mu Mian held out his hand.

Du Tingting put the pregnancy test stick in Mu Mian's hand.

Mu Mian looked down and saw two purple-red lines on all three pregnancy test sticks. He exhaled, stood up, and held Du Tingting in his arms. "We have a little baby."

Du Tingting leaned on his chest in despair. After a long while, she finally said, "Hubby, I don't want him."

Mu Mian was stunned.

He held Du Tingting's cheek and asked her, "Why?"