Ning Fengmian's gaze slowly fell on Ning Qiluo's lower abdomen, then slowly lifted his gaze to Ning Qiluo's face.
Ning Fengmian's gentle face was gradually becoming distorted. He first said to the female workers present, "You should all leave for a moment."
As soon as the words were spoken, the female workers all moved away, walking faster than they could run.
After all the female workers had left, Ning Qiluo had a bad feeling. Then she heard her mother's shrewish roar: "Ning Guta Wanxi, I'll teach you a lesson today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out his hand.
Upon seeing this, Ning Qiluo's first reaction was not to run away, but to stick out her pregnant belly and say to Ning Fengmian fearlessly, "Go ahead and cut me, cut me, and you'd better cut off your little grandson too, let's see if you can bear to do it."
Ning Fengmian's outstretched hand froze in mid-air because of Ning Qiluo's words.
Those delicate eyebrows, as thin as autumn leaves, were furrowed into caterpillars. When she spoke again, her voice was choked with sobs as she accused, "My dear daughter, you have ruined so much of my gentleness with just a moment of carelessness."
Ning Qiluo: "..."
Then, Ning Fengmian took out her phone and called her beloved husband, "Hey, Qi Zhenzhou, you need to control your daughter. I can't control her anymore, she's completely out of control, she, she, she, she..."
"She yelled at me! Did you hear that? Your daughter yelled at me!"
They didn't get to the point; he just complained. After he finished, Ning Qiluo overheard her father coaxing her mother over the phone...
After being coaxed, Ning Fengmian's mood improved a bit.
However, Ning Qiluo's expression was subtle. If she hadn't misheard, her father was on his way.
A husband-and-wife mixed doubles match?
Ning Qiluo decided to quickly beg for mercy first—
However, Ning Fengmian seemed to have sensed her thoughts in advance and raised his hand to stop Ning Qiluo from trying to act coquettishly: "You'd better explain to me clearly first, whose is that thing in your belly?"
Ning Qilu blinked.
She first looked down at her flat stomach, then at her mother's disapproving expression, and then said calmly, "Jiang Yingchi's."
Ning Fengmian: "Are you sure?"
How can you even ask if it's certain?
Could it be that her mother thinks she might be carrying someone else's child?
"Of course I'm sure," she replied with absolute certainty.
As soon as he finished answering, his mother asked him again, "Then tell me, how many weeks pregnant are you? When is your due date?"
This question left Ning Qiluo completely bewildered.
What, how many weeks?
What is the due date?
"It should be, it should be four weeks..." According to the calculation, a month is four weeks, but she'll just treat it as a month. After all, her belly is flat. If she says it's been several weeks, her mother would have to be fooled by her.
But clearly, her mother wasn't convinced by her rhetoric.
"Oh, four weeks already." Ning Fengmian was much calmer than before and asked, "What's the due date?"
Ning Qiluo: "..."
How is the due date calculated?
Also, does being pregnant mean you have to calculate your due date?
Ning Qiluo really knew nothing about this, and stammered, "It should be, yes, it should be next year, next year."
"Oh? When you went to the hospital for a checkup, the doctor didn't tell you that?" Ning Fengmian's eyes clearly showed a shrewdness that saw through everything.
How should I answer that?
Just as she was racking her brains for an answer, Ning Fengmian stepped forward and gently pinched Ning Qiluo's ear. Ning Qiluo cried out and immediately begged for forgiveness: "Mom, I was wrong, I was really wrong."
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