Song Hanzheng brought over the cooked glutinous rice balls and told Song Anran to eat them while they were hot.
"Mom and Dad, brother, you eat too," Song Anran said politely.
"Let's eat together, let's eat together." The family sat around the sofa, eating a bowl of sweet dumplings symbolizing family reunion.
Song Anran took a small bite, and the cloyingly sweet glutinous rice ball immediately made her feel nauseous.
She quickly put down her bowl and chopsticks, covered her mouth, and rushed into the bathroom.
Mr. and Mrs. Song were terrified.
What happened to Ranran?
"Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
"I'll go check on her." Song Hanzheng immediately put down his cutlery, got up, and went to the bathroom door. He knocked on the door. "Little sister, are you alright?"
Song Anran gagged for a while, then washed her face with water and looked at herself in the mirror.
"Brother, I'm fine, don't worry."
"Is it because the glutinous rice balls don't suit your taste? Then don't eat them."
Not long after, Song Anran opened the bathroom door and came out with a happy smile on her face.
Song Hanzheng frowned, grabbed Song Anran's hand, and pressed her down to sit on the living room sofa.
Then he placed her hand on the coffee table and personally took her pulse: "Let me check your health lately."
Song Hanzheng is an all-around doctor, and he is naturally also proficient in pulse diagnosis in traditional Chinese medicine.
It was too inconvenient for Song Anran to go to the hospital during the Chinese New Year, but having a doctor brother at home made things much easier for her.
I watched him calmly, hoping he could diagnose the problem.
Mr. and Mrs. Song stood guard by her side, holding their breath, afraid that something might go wrong with their precious daughter's health.
Two minutes later, Song Hanzheng's brows furrowed even more.
Song Anran then took Song Anran's pulse with her other hand.
"Brother, am I sick?" Song Anran asked deliberately.
Song Hanzheng slowly released her hand. "It's nothing, just a little weak. I'll be fine after some rest and recuperation."
Mr. and Mrs. Song finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'll have the kitchen prepare some extra good food for you later. If you don't want to visit relatives tomorrow, you can stay home and rest."
“Okay, thank you, Mom and Dad.” Song Anran couldn’t have been happier.
She wasn't familiar with any of Song's relatives and couldn't be bothered to deal with them.
This provides a convenient excuse to rest and recuperate at home.
His parents went back to their room to rest first, and Song Hanzheng went to the backyard to smoke a cigarette by himself.
Song Anran knew that Song Hanzheng would act like this when he had something on his mind: silent and taciturn, as if covered by a thick layer of frost, making it difficult for anyone to get close to him.
Song Anran came up behind him: "Brother, has something been diagnosed? Did you not tell us the truth when Mom and Dad were here?"
Song Hanzheng threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, stomped it out, and turned around to stare at her seriously.
In her parents' eyes, she was also a well-behaved and sensible child.
Today is the Lunar New Year, so he couldn't say it outright.
"Do you know... you're pregnant?" Song Hanzheng asked her coldly.
Song Anran shrugged: "I guessed it."
Whose child is it?
“Of course it’s Shen Jinmo’s,” Song Anran blurted out.
Song Hanzheng turned his face away, and a cold wind blew, making his face sting a little.
Does he know?
"I haven't told him yet. I'll tell him when I go back to Yunzhou after the New Year."
"Getting pregnant out of wedlock is a very bad thing for a girl. How do you know that Shen Jinmo will take responsibility for this child? He is a heartless and ungrateful person. He is obsessed with his ex-wife Lu Zhiwei. Who doesn't know that? Sister, there are so many good men in this world. Why did you choose the one who is the least suitable for you?"
Song Hanzheng let out a long sigh.
He was worried about his younger sister and afraid that she would get hurt.
If he hadn't taken her to Yunzhou, would she have fallen in love with Shen Jinmo at first sight and become so deeply entangled in the relationship?
The extent of the Shen family's influence is self-evident.
"Alright, it's the New Year, I don't want to listen to my brother's nagging. I'm pregnant with his child, that's a fact. Whether he marries me or not is his business, but as for this child, I'm determined to have it."
After finishing her sentence, Song Anran turned and left, leaving no room for discussion with Song Hanzheng.
The eighth day of the Lunar New Year.
The year is over.
Most companies and businesses have resumed operations.
Song Hanzheng took a day off and personally drove Song Anran back to Yunzhou on the eighth day of the lunar new year.
The car was parked in front of the Shen family's old house.
Song Hanzheng took Song Anran to see Jiang Jingyu first.
Jiang Jingyu sat on the sofa in the living room and entertained the two siblings.
Song Hanzheng didn't bother with beating around the bush and directly announced Song Anran's pregnancy to Jiang Jingyu, hoping that the two families could finalize the marriage as soon as possible.
Jiang Jingyu didn't seem surprised by Song Anran's pregnancy; her face only showed a hint of pleasure: "Alright, I will do my best to persuade Mo'er to agree to the marriage."
"What does it mean to do your best?" Song Hanzheng had a bad feeling on the way here.
He was still unsure of Shen Jinmo's attitude, but judging from Jiang Jingyu's attitude, it wasn't good either.
His sister is pregnant, but they don't care at all.
“My son is a bit unruly, so…”
“He got my sister pregnant, doesn’t he want to take responsibility? Since you can’t handle him, let me do it. I’ll call him back and talk to him myself.”
Song Hanzheng sat on the sofa, his expression indifferent and arrogant.
Song Anran bit her lip and tugged at Song Hanzheng's sleeve: "Brother, I will discuss how to resolve this matter with him myself, so you don't need to worry about it."
Marriage was not her goal.
What's truly disturbing is the unrest caused to Shen Jinmo and the entire Shen family.
“If you can’t get him back, I’ll go to the Shen Group myself. I want to see how he’ll face his employees when this gets to the company.”
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