"Doctor Han," Zhiyun pulled him up and told him, "Actually, I'm not pregnant."

Say this sentence.

She saw a moment of brokenness in his eyes.

Zhiyun's heart was broken.

She shouldn't have used the word 'actually'.

It was as if she had deliberately deceived him.

She was wrong. She shouldn't have mistakenly thought that he hated children. Maybe he should be looking forward to having a child with her.

But it was all her fault for being too talkative. She said something that caused the car accident.

Meeting his gaze, Zhiyun said with a stiff upper lip, "I'm really not pregnant. I just wanted to express my feelings on the phone. You said I was your only family, so what if I'm pregnant with your child? Wouldn't that make us a family of three?"

This is exactly what she wanted to say.

As a result, she didn't have the chance to finish her original words, and the person on the other end of the phone lost contact instantly.

Little did she know that his loss of contact was actually due to his hasty rush to find her.

Amitabha, what a sin, what a sin.

"Weave weave..."

This sound of Zhizhi made Zhiyun's heart choke.

She understood that it was really unpleasant to have the whole world shattered in your hands.

Why did she say that then?

No, it should be why didn't he listen to her finish her words!

Han Qingrang lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, "What if you are really pregnant? Do you have any other symptoms? For example, nausea, retching, or delayed menstruation... No, I don't have that. I'll remember it for you. Then do you have drowsiness? Or is gluttony also a symptom of early pregnancy..."

“…”

He listed a lot of things, and Zhiyun felt so sorry for him.

How much he wants her to have a child!

But she never thought about having children.

If she really gets pregnant, he will take care of the baby and be a full-time dad... ?

No, she would feel bad, and she doesn't want to take care of the child.

So having kids is really bullshit!

Zhiyun shook her head, "No." Then she said to him seriously, "None of what you said, no nausea, no sleepiness, and no gluttony."

"Really nothing at all?"

"without."

If she was really pregnant, she might not know?!

Moreover, she had to tell him sincerely, "Han Qingrang," she called him by his name, "At my age, I have never thought about having children. I hope you understand me."

She needs to make it clear.

She couldn't give him that fatal extravagant hope. She would only make these plans when he reached a certain age.

And who knows, by that time, Han Qingrang might no longer be with her.

This idea just popped up in her mind. If Zhiyun said this idea in front of him, she would not only not be able to go back to Zhi's house tonight, but she might not be able to sleep either.

Han Qingrang's reluctant gaze remained on her belly, unwilling to move away.

"Zhizhi doesn't like children. Actually, I don't like them either." He said slowly, his voice neither hurried nor slow.

It's obvious that he says one thing and means another.

Of course Zhiyun could hear that as soon as she said she didn't want children, he immediately said that he didn't like them either.

This man can really endure any grievance in front of her.

"So that's why you came here?"

"Well," he paused his gaze on her belly, then moved upwards to look at her face, "When I heard you say you were pregnant with my child, I really lost control..."

The loss of control at that moment was not madness or insanity.

Instead, everything went dark before my eyes, my brain briefly lost control of my body, my heartbeat slowed, and my breathing became disordered...