Old Liu smiled with relief, but before he could even smile, he met Cen Yue's cold and terrifying gaze.

He shrugged indifferently.

Cen Yue felt that he was being tortured to death with his eyes.

There was no time to settle accounts with him at the moment.

On the way home, Song Yiyi didn't say a word to Cen Yue.

No matter what Cen Yue said.

She said nothing.

Cen Yue panicked. As soon as he entered the house, he grabbed Song Yiyi's hand and said in a panic, "Yiyi, listen to my explanation."

Song Yiyi slowly turned around, raised her eyes and looked at him calmly, "Okay, go ahead."

She waited for Cen Yue to explain.

Cen Yue was rarely stuck.

"I..."

Cen Yue lowered his eyes, not daring to look into Song Yiyi's eyes, "I didn't mean to hide it from you."

Song Yiyi turned and walked towards the main room.

Cen Yue's whole body tensed up, holding her hand tightly, "Yiyi, don't..."

Scold him and beat him.

Cen Yue admitted it all.

He couldn't accept that Song Yiyi ignored him.

"Wife, I know what you are angry about. I shouldn't make decisions on my own, nor should I hide it from you."

Cen Yue's handsome eyebrows knitted together, his eyes gleaming with a barely perceptible gloom. "I'm sorry, I..."

He is positive in admitting his mistakes.

If I had to do it again, I would probably make the same choice.

Mother's experience.

Including his own three months in the hospital.

It was an indelible past in his life. Cen Yue could not bear it at all. Such a thing happened to Song Yiyi.

He is a tool and Song Yiyi is cannon fodder. For such a combination, it is very difficult to succeed smoothly.

"I want to sit. Standing is tiring."

Song Yiyi interrupted him, "Maybe I'm not alone now. You can't just let me stand there and listen to your quibbling, right?"

Cen Yue: “…”

No matter what the reason.

He did make the decision on his own and kept it secret.

Even when the two were discussing whether to have children.

Cen Yue didn't tell the truth.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a sophistry.

Song Yiyi took a sip of hot water, raised her hand and touched her flat belly, then raised her eyes again with determination: "Cen Yue, I don't care about what happened to Guo Xian."

Cen Yue's breathing became heavier, and he looked at Song Yiyi with a deep gaze.

She continued: "If I really get pregnant, I want to give birth to the baby."

"You have no right to refuse. You can only agree and take good care of us."

Song Yiyi understood Cen Yue's painstaking efforts.

She remains as optimistic as ever.

Although she didn't recover her memory, she believed in herself and had already thought of a way to break the deadlock in case of any emergency.

At this point, no matter how nervous Cen Yue was, he could only wait for the verdict.

But in the next two days, he became cautious.

He refused to let her take a bath alone.

He said it was physical work and too tiring, so he insisted on helping.

Song Yiyi got up to go to the bathroom at night.

No matter how lightly she moved, Cen Yue would wake up and insist on guarding the door.

She is at work.

Cen Yue sent her downstairs and watched her enter the room with his own eyes.

If she hadn't refused the threat.

When Cen Yue was having lunch, he wanted to come back and eat with her!

His nausea not only didn't subside, but it got worse. Gu Chengze noticed it, "Ayue, why don't you go to the hospital?"

Cen Yue's eyes were red, and he waved his hands, "I've checked it, it's okay."

As they were talking, the phone rang.

Gu Cheng picked up the phone, but Cen Yue snatched it away.

After hearing this, he looked as if he had been struck by lightning.

This was the first time Gu Chengze saw such an expression on his face and asked quickly, "What happened?"

Cen Yue was silent for a full minute.

Gu Chengze almost couldn't help but call back, and Cen Yue finally spoke: "Brother, Yiyi is pregnant."