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Mist Shenshen held Jian Yunong's hand, took a deep breath, and finally her expression returned to normal, revealing a look of surprise. "No, it's not time to give birth yet."
Ji Shaoli beside them was both amused and helpless. "Your aunt still has some time before she gives birth."
Jian Yunong carefully put her racing heart back in place, while Aunt Wu Shenshen held her hand and placed it on her round belly.
Jian Yunong's expression froze instantly. "Aunt... Aunt... Baby... Baby..."
She was so excited that she couldn't complete a sentence.
Mist Shenshen covered her lips, trying hard not to let the tears fall.
Feeling the baby move for the first time was such an intense and magical sensation.
It was even stronger than the joy of getting a promotion or a raise and reaching the peak of her life.
It felt like a little butterfly in the Northern Hemisphere gently fluttering its wings, causing a strong storm in the other hemisphere.
The baby inside Mist Shenshen might have just done a small stretch, yet it brought two adults to tears of joy.
Jian Yunong looked up and saw Ji Shaoli with a bewildered expression, immediately making room for him.
"Uncle-in-law, come quickly."
Although Ji Shaoli tried to remain calm, when he knelt on one leg in front of Mist Shenshen and pressed his ear against her belly, Jian Yunong saw a hint of moisture in his eyes.
Mist Shenshen said irritably, "Why are you kneeling? If you can hear the baby talking, what would that make you?"
However, Ji Shaoli's reaction was to place a reverent kiss on Mist Shenshen's belly.
The usually sharp-tongued Mist Shenshen surprisingly had nothing to say.
Sunlight poured over them, casting a soft golden glow that made them look like a very pleasing and well-matched couple.
Suddenly, Ji Shaoli pulled out a small deep blue velvet box from his pocket. "Shenshen."
His tone became incredibly affectionate, seemingly a bit nervous as he gazed at Mist Shenshen for a while, "Shenshen, I originally wanted to propose to you in a more suitable setting."
Ji Shaoli licked his dry lips; he had never been this nervous before. In the face of tough business rivals and multi-billion dollar cases, he could remain composed and had no idea what it felt like to be so anxious that his heart raced.
The smile on Mist Shenshen's face froze, her bright and flamboyant features had not changed due to her pregnancy; instead, they radiated a maternal softness that made it hard for anyone to look away.
Every mother possesses a unique ability to attract the gaze of her beloved.
"But... I feel that there is no better time than now." Ji Shaoli, the gentleman, still looked charming kneeling down. "Shenshen, will you marry me?"
With a soft thud, the brilliant and clear diamond ring lay quietly in the box, held high by Ji Shaoli in front of Mist Shenshen, like a prince waiting for his princess.
When Mist Shenshen picked up the ring, Jian Yunong, who witnessed it all from the side, couldn't help but shed tears of excitement.
Letting go was also a form of self-fulfillment.
Jian Yunong was genuinely happy for Mist Shenshen; her aunt was about to embrace a brand new life of happiness. The murkiness and storms in the memories would be washed away by warm sunlight one by one.
May Ji Shaoli be the sunshine in Mist Shenshen's life from now on.
However, Mist Shenshen did not put on the ring.
"This ring is quite ugly," Mist Shenshen tossed it back.
Ji Shaoli showed a hurt expression; did Mist Shenshen still not forgive him?
"Do you think you can trap me with just a ring? Don't think too much." Mist Shenshen played with her hair, looking cold yet exuding an air of untouchable pride. "The baby reacting is the baby's business; it doesn't mean that some dizzy spark has ignited between us."
"Shenshen," Ji Shaoli stood up, "It won't be long before the child is born. Can you bear for them to grow up without a father? What will you say when they ask why other families have fathers and why they don't?"
Mist Shenshen smiled and tilted her chin towards Jian Yunong, "Nong Nong, if it were you, how would you answer?"
Jian Yunong felt awkward; how was she supposed to answer such a question?
"When I have children... I guess I'll know then." Under her aunt's authority, Jian Yunong dared not refuse to answer.
Mist Shenshen raised her hand and pointed at her, "Calling you stupid, you really are stupid. This kind of question is not a question at all. Of course, the child has a father; if there’s no father, then that’s Sun Wukong, who jumped out from a rock."
Ji Shaoli felt a glimmer of hope, "I... I will go get another ring. What type do you like? Just say it; you can have whatever you want."
He even used a pleading tone.
Mist Shenshen smirked, "When I meet someone I like, I would be willing to marry without a diamond ring. However, for someone I don’t like, even if you give me tens of millions in diamond rings, I wouldn’t want them."
Ji Shaoli held the diamond ring, his expression serious and silent.
"I won’t take away your right to be a father; I will tell the baby who their father is. I just simply don’t want to marry you."
Ji Shaoli then realized that despite all his efforts, he hadn’t softened this woman who appeared gentle but was strong inside.
Jian Yunong hesitated to speak.
After all, this was their matter; she didn’t know what to say.
Mist Shenshen continued to eat with her knife and fork, urging Jian Yunong not to just stand there foolishly.
She acted as if nothing had happened, not mentioning the proposal at all.
Ji Shaoli clearly fell silent and left halfway through the meal.
Once Ji Shaoli walked out, Jian Yunong lowered her voice, "Aunt... are you still throwing a tantrum?"
"Throwing a tantrum?" Mist Shenshen was speechless and really wanted to poke Jian Yunong's wooden head, "How am I throwing a tantrum? This is a matter concerning the child's future; I have thought it through carefully. I can only say sorry; I am not a woman who compromises for the sake of the child, and I don’t believe that pretending to be loving parents would help the child's growth."
Jian Yunong couldn’t find anything to say.
In fact, her impression of her father was already very vague; she only remembered how hard her mother worked.
She didn’t quite agree with her aunt's words but couldn’t imagine any positive examples of having a father being beneficial for growth.
At night, Jian Yunong lay alone in bed, tossing and turning unable to sleep.
She couldn't help but call Huo Jincheng.
At this time, it should be around six or seven in the morning back home.
Perhaps... perhaps he was already awake?
Jian Yunong knew that Huo Jincheng had been very busy lately; he had told her that he might not be able to pay attention to her.
Jian Yunong completely understood, after all, the distance between them was not just spatial, but also temporal.
As day turned to night, they were always out of sync.
However, when the phone rang for the fifth time, Jian Yunong was about to give up.
Maybe she shouldn't disturb him after all.
Just then, the call suddenly connected.
"Hello."
A woman's voice came from the receiver.
Jian Yunong was stunned.
The phone number was correct!
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