Deep within the temple, beneath the wishing tree, golden wind chimes sway gently in the breeze, while countless wishing plaques tremble and tinkle softly on the branches.

The air was filled with the scent of sandalwood mixed with fresh wood chips.

Chu Wuyang lowered her head and wrote a small wishing plaque. Just as she was about to hang it up, a hand suddenly snatched the wooden plaque from her hand.

"Why?!"

Before she could react, she heard Jin Xian mutter something in her ear.

"...Will the baby be born safely and grow up healthy?"

Jin Xuan stared at her, his eyes wide, as if struck by lightning.

"Sis, are you pregnant?"

Chu Wuyang was taken aback, then hurriedly reached out to snatch it, nodding with a soft laugh.

"Hmm...it's been eight weeks already."

The wooden plaque in Jin Xian's hand was taken back.

He stood there blankly, then suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Jinchu, who was writing a wishing plaque with his head down not far away. Yang Jinchu's back was straight and he was motionless.

Then he turned around, his eyes wide, and asked, looking completely bewildered.

Whose is it?

"ah?"

Chu Wuyang didn't react for a moment. What kind of question was that?

Jin Xian pursed his lips, then suddenly took a step closer, his expression unusually serious.

"Is it Jingmin's?"

Chu Wuyang's eyes widened in surprise.

"How...how do you know Jingmin's name?"

Jin Xian seemed to be pulled back to his senses by the question, and immediately resumed his nonchalant smile.

"Oh, didn't we meet before at KOALA? The big boss even gave me a warning in the parking lot."

"Who am I? I can tell at a glance that your relationship is definitely not normal—besides, that time at the photo studio, he rushed over to assert his dominance, thinking that no one would recognize him just because he was wearing a mask?"

Chu Wuyang was both amused and exasperated.

"Oh...I see."

"Then you absolutely mustn't tell anyone. His identity is special. Just think of it as something that's convenient for work, okay?"

Jin Xian nodded, then glanced down at her barely noticeable lower abdomen, his expression suddenly becoming complicated.

"Were you... doing this voluntarily?"

"ah?"

Chu Wuyang was even more confused.

What are you talking about?

Jin Xian straightened up, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards Yang Jinchu, who was still patiently helping other tourists hang up their wishing plaques, his expression gentle.

He couldn't help but sigh softly.

"It seems that someone really has no chance."

Chu Wuyang followed his gaze and suddenly realized...

"...You wouldn't have misunderstood and thought there was something between Yang Jinchu and me, would you?"

Jin Xian paused for a moment, then waved his hand and smiled.

"No, whatever makes you happy is the most important thing."

He then changed the subject, grinning.

"So, I'm going to be an uncle?"

Chu Wuyang was stunned for a moment.

"uncle…?"

Jin Xian always called her "sister," and since he had saved her life, he also protected the child. Therefore, he should indeed call her "uncle."

A smile immediately spread across her face, and she looked at him with gentle eyes.

"Yes, you are going to be an uncle."

"What are you talking about?"

Yang Jinchu walked over at some point and stood in front of the two of them, his voice as gentle as ever.

Jin Xuan glanced at him, her gaze shifting from a sigh to a hint of sympathy.

In the end, it quietly transformed into a kind of steadfastness.

It was a look of someone who had made up their mind—at this moment he understood that Chu Wuyang was pregnant, which meant that she had already made her choice, that is, she had chosen Jingmin.

In the past, regardless of what she had with Yang Jinchu, or what entanglements she had with Jing Min, and regardless of what thoughts Yang Jinchu still harbored,

Now that things have come to this point, it's time to cut ties.

It's good for both of them!

So Jin Xian curled the corners of his mouth into a smile, as if casually reminding him.

"Brother Jin Chu, you don't know yet, do you?"

"My sister is pregnant, and she's currently praying for the baby."

Yang Jinchu's expression visibly stiffened, his fingertips tightened slightly, and a hint of emotion flashed deep in his eyes.

Chu Wuyang smiled and reminded him,

"Your brother Jin Chu already knew."

Jin Xian pursed her lips, her expression slightly complicated as she looked at Yang Jinchu.

He knew all along? Then why didn't he tell him?

Self-deception?

Then, as if to set the mood and deliberately feign a hint of jealousy, he smiled and said...

"What?! I found out later than Brother Jin Chu? That's so unfair!"

Yang Jinchu did not respond to this.

She simply walked silently to Chu Wuyang's side, lowered her head, gently took the wishing plaque from her hand, and whispered,

"Here, I'll hang it up for you."

Jin Xian looked at Yang Jinchu's slightly stiff but trying-to-maintain composure back view.

His heart tightened, he gritted his teeth, and a smile crept onto his lips.

"Speaking of which, I'm going to be an uncle soon. Brother Jinchu, you and Sister Yangyang grew up together, so you're practically half an uncle, right?"

"As the uncle, shouldn't we prepare a gift for the baby?"

Chu Wuyang smiled and gently patted Jin Xian.

"Why the rush? It's just a tiny embryo right now!"

Yang Jinchu carefully hung the wishing plaque, walked back to Wu Yang's side, gave Jin Xian a deep look, and spoke in a calm tone.

"No rush!"

"We'll have to wait until the children can actually meet before we talk about the meeting gift."

Jin Xian wanted to say more,

"But, let's prepare first—"

Yang Jinchu gently grasped Chu Wuyang's arm, interrupting with a smile.

"Are you tired from standing for so long? The young chef over there has made some tea. Would you like to go sit down?"

Chu Wuyang nodded, a slight smile appearing on her face.

"OK."

Jin Xian watched the two figures walk away side by side, sighed, and slowly followed them with a smile.

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