"Okay, okay, Mom understands, Mom will go back right away!"

After finishing her sentence, Shi Yueshan hung up the phone immediately. Looking at the man who was still sleeping, she excitedly pounced on him without saying a word.

"Old Nan, wake up, wake up."

Nan Wenrun, who was sleeping soundly, frowned, turned over, and pinned Shi Yueshan beneath him.

"I heard you're going to be a grandma, but there's no rush. Let's sleep a little longer."

*

Nangong Yu couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the phone that had been hung up.

In this world, besides his mother, there should be no one else who would dare to hang up on him.

He walked over to Song Yuli and handed her the phone.

"Let's go."

Song Yuli took the phone and looked at him with confusion: "Where are you going?"

Nangong Yu raised an eyebrow: "Of course I'll go to your house!"

Now that Song Yuli is pregnant with his child, shouldn't he go and meet Song Yuli's family?

Song Yuli glanced at Nangong Yu in surprise. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he hesitated for a moment before nodding.

"good."

*

On the bus, Nangong Yu held onto the handrail with one hand, his brows furrowed, and his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

If he had known the bus would smell so bad, he would have made sure to go to Pei Shaojia's hospital room and get his wallet before he left.

It's rush hour now, and the bus is packed with people.

Looking at the packed carriage, Nangong Yu felt even more annoyed.

When had Nangong Yu ever suffered such injustice?

Fearing that Song Yuli would be jostled, he simply wrapped one arm around Song Yuli and held him tightly in his arms.

Song Yuli lay on Nangong Yu's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat and feeling the warmth emanating from his body, and her cheeks flushed.

She didn't know why, but she only felt safe when she was with Nangong Yu!

The bus kept stopping and starting, and it was an hour later when it arrived at Shengyang Residential Area.

Seeing that Song Yuli hadn't returned after a day, Song Yuhao had been pacing around the entrance of the residential area since school, his fair and handsome face filled with anxiety.

"Oh dear, why isn't he back yet? He's not answering my calls. I'm so worried!"

After saying that, he took out his phone again, just about to call Song Yuli, when he saw Song Yuli's figure watching him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, strode over, frowned at her, and spoke with displeasure.

"Why are you only coming back now? And where is my nephew? He's still safely in your belly, isn't he?"

After saying that, when he saw that there was a man standing next to Song Yuli, Song Yuhao immediately reached out and pulled Song Yuli behind him, looking at Nangong Yu with a protective posture and a wary expression.

"Who are you!?"

Nangong Yu raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

Song Yuli tugged at Song Yuhao, signaling him to be quiet.

Song Yuhao instantly realized that this man was probably the one who got Song Yuli pregnant. So, he looked at Nangong Yu with even more hostility, and without saying a word, he pulled Song Yuli away.

Nangong Yu looked at Song Yuhao holding Song Yuli's hand, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

I really want to pry that extra hand off.

Song Yuli glanced back at Nangong Yu and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had followed.

*

Song Demin sat on the sofa watching TV, but his gaze kept darting between the clock and the door, his face full of worry.

Liu Ping sat to the side, watching Song Demin like this, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Just as she was about to tease him, footsteps sounded at the door. Song Demin quickly sat up straight and his expression became serious.