"Nangong Yu, I'm fine now, why aren't we leaving the hospital? I don't like it here."

The tall figure paused slightly. Nangong Yu looked at Song Yuli, his eyes narrowing slightly: "What did you call me? Nangong Yu?"

Song Yuli was taken aback, then, seeing the slightly dangerous look in Nangong Yu's eyes, he awkwardly looked away from them before tentatively asking, "Then, Ayu?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yuli couldn't help but blush.

She remembered that those were the two words she uttered before she fainted.

Upon hearing Song Yuli's soft, sweet voice, Nangong Yu pursed his thin lips and looked deep into the distance.

Seeing that Nangong Yu remained silent for a long time, Song Yuli thought he was still not satisfied with the title, so she glanced at him and said shyly, "You don't mean you want me to call you husband, do you?"

Nangong Yu's eyes flickered involuntarily.

The thought of Song Yuli calling out those two words in her soft, sweet voice made his heart flutter.

So, without thinking, he said directly, "Okay."

Song Yuli was stunned and looked at him in disbelief: "But we're not married yet."

Nangong Yu glanced at her and said calmly, "Don't forget, we even have a child."

After hearing this, Song Yuli glared at him, somewhat embarrassed and angry, but still insisted on her own opinion.

Nangong Yuqing coughed and said, "Anyway, we're getting married soon, so you can practice first."

Song Yuli kept her cherry lips tightly pressed together, refusing to utter a sound.

Upon seeing this, Nangong Yu walked directly to Song Yuli's side, then leaned down, his thin lips brushing against her earlobe, and whispered seductively, "I want to hear it, be good."

Song Yu blushed for the nth time, unconsciously fidgeting with her hands, and shyly murmured, "Husband~"

Her voice was soft and sweet, and Nangong Yuting's heart surged with emotion.

He took a deep breath and flirted again, "Say it again, I want to hear it again, sweetie~"

Song Yuli: "..."

After the first, second, and third time, Song Yuli became much more relaxed, but his voice was still very soft.

"Honey~"

Nangong Yu smiled and responded, then reached out and pinched Song Yuli's cheek: "Good boy."

Song Yuli: "..."

Seeing that Nangong Yu continued packing his things, Song Yuli said with some dissatisfaction, "You still haven't answered me."

Nangong Yu looked at her, puzzled: "Hmm?"

Song Yuli rolled her eyes at him helplessly and repeated what she had just said: "I said, when are we going to be discharged and go home? I don't want to stay here."

After hearing this, Nangong Yu's eyes flickered imperceptibly: "We may have to stay here for a while."

Song Yuli frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled: "Why?"

Nangong Yu pursed his lips, led her to the washroom, and brushed aside her long hair: "See for yourself."

Looking at the shocking purplish-blue marks on her neck, Song Yuli pursed her lips, a surge of anger rising in her heart.

Damn it, that bastard actually went so far as to use such a cruel method. He has no sense of chivalry whatsoever!

No wonder I'm a lifelong single dog!

Seeing that Song Yuli remained silent, Nangong Yu asked, "Are you still going home now?"

Song Yuli shook his head subconsciously.

If Liu Ping saw the bruises on my neck when I got home, she would definitely be very worried.

Nangong Yu then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't tell Song Yuli about the unstable pregnancy, firstly because he was worried that she would get emotional if she heard it, and secondly because he didn't want her to worry or be afraid.