Luo Shuwan stood up in a panic, "Old madam, I don't..."

"Huh??" The old lady pretended to be unhappy with a stern face, "What did you call me?"

Luo Shuwan glanced at Fu Sichen and said with difficulty, "Grandma..."

"Hey! That's right~~"

"Grandma, listen to me, I'm not pregnant, it's true!"

The old lady held her hand affectionately and touched her face, "Grandma knows that girls are thin-skinned and are embarrassed to say such things as getting pregnant out of wedlock."

"It's okay, grandma won't feel bad, but will be very happy."

"Grandma, I really like babies. You can't count on this guy!" The old lady said and glared at Fu Sichen.

"You and Yue'er are doing well. Have as many children as you can. Grandma will help you take care of them!"

"Of course, grandma is not inducing labor, just let nature take its course."

Luo Shuwan waited patiently for the old lady to finish, "Grandma, you misunderstood, I really didn't..."

"Okay, it's getting late," the old lady stood up and patted Fu Sichen on the shoulder, "Send me back to my old house and don't disturb the young couple."

Fu Sichen held the half-cut apple and threw it into the trash can, which made a bang.

"Uncle, your hand is bleeding!" Zhao Xingyue exclaimed, slapping his forehead in frustration, "Oh, I forgot to prepare the medical kit."

"I have band-aids here," Luo Shuwan took out two pieces from his bag and handed them to Fu Sichen.

Fu Sichen didn't answer it, took out two paper towels, wiped them casually, and threw them into the trash can.

Then he got up and followed the old lady and left.

Luo Shuwan could feel the anger in his heart when he looked at his back.

Does he really believe that she is pregnant with Zhao Xingyue's child?

Out of courtesy and the upbringing a junior should have, Luo Shuwan got up and sent the old lady downstairs.

Zhao Xingyue and Luo Shuwan were on one side, supporting the old lady, and the old lady was so happy that she grinned from ear to ear.

Fu Sichen stood at the front of the elevator, his hands hanging naturally at his sides. His left hand was still bleeding, and he hit the floor drop by drop, splashing out a bright red flower.

Very dazzling!

She still held the band-aid in her hand, but she didn't have the courage to speak again.

The old lady was chatting with Zhao Xingyue about getting married, but she didn't notice that her son's hand was bleeding.

Luo Shuwan suddenly understood why Fu Sichen didn't like Zhao Xingyue.

This nephew, who was seven years younger than him, had taken away a lot of love that originally belonged to him from the moment he was born.

In the first seven years of his life, he should have been as carefree, innocent and happy as Zhao Xingyue.

Luo Shuwan quietly put the band-aid into the old lady's hand and gave her a look.

The old lady followed her gaze and looked at Fu Sichen's hand, "Oh, I'm so good!"

"You were hurt so badly, but you didn't say a word! Does it hurt?" The old lady took out a wet wipe from her bag.

"You can't die." Fu Sichen said this, but still raised his hand and stretched it out in front of the old lady.

"Bah, bah, bah!" The old lady patted his mouth gently, "Speak to avoid prophecies!"

The old lady carefully wiped the blood from his fingertips, tore off the band-aid and patched up his wound.

"Son, you should get married as soon as possible. I feel relieved to have someone beside me who understands both cold and hot."

Fu Sichen glanced at Luo Shuwan from the corner of his eye and said perfunctory "hmm".

A gentle nasal sound was like a sharp thorn, piercing Luo Shuwan's heart.

She lowered her head, hiding the emotion in her eyes.

His hands were clenched unconsciously, and his nails dug into his palms, leaving a string of crescents.

The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and she smiled wryly at herself.

Luo Shuwan, Luo Shuwan, what are you looking forward to?

From the moment he proposed to Shen Zhiyi, it was impossible for you and him!

Wake up!

Zhao Xingyue clapped happily, "Great, so Wanwan and I's wedding can be held as scheduled!"

The old lady was surprised, raised her head and looked into his eyes, "Are you... agreeing?"

Fu Sichen lowered his eyes and glanced sideways at Luo Shuwan's clenched fists, "You talk about it every day, and my ears are calloused."

The old lady patted him on the shoulder, with a hint of regret in her pleased smile, "It would be better if you had learned this skill earlier."

"Look at Yue'er and Wan'er, it's a good time to fall in love."

"It's hard to find a sincere person at your age. Fortunately, that girl from the Shen family can see through it."

"Treat others well after you get married, and relationships can be cultivated slowly."

"A sincere person?" Fu Sichen sneered coldly.

Yin and Yang said angrily, "Yesterday I said I love you, and today I slept in someone else's bed. It's okay not to have such low sincerity."

Zhao Xingyue looked at him blankly and asked with concern, "Uncle, are you not in love?"

Fu Sichen turned his head sideways and glanced away. The cold and sinister gaze scared him so much that he immediately shut up and hid behind his grandma.

After seeing off the old lady and Fu Sichen, they returned to their new house.

The moment he closed the door, Luo Shuwan rolled up his sleeves, grabbed Zhao Xingyue's collar and settled the score with him.

"Zhao Xingyue, you are sick! Why did you tell the old lady that I was pregnant?!"

Zhao Xingyue's eyes were full of sincerity, "Wanwan~, you don't have to feel embarrassed, I'm not an outsider."

Luo Shuwan jumped in anger, "I didn't!"

Zhao Xingyue frowned in confusion, "Then why did Sun Miaomiao..."

Luo Shuwan raised her hand and called the back of his head, "Why do you believe her?"

"She went in and stepped on the sewing machine. Do you think her words are credible?"

"She is trying every possible means to lie and spread rumors, just to make you give up on me, fool!"

"Why do you like me? What's good about me?"

"It's worth you being so kind to me and being so devoted to me for four years!"

"Zhao Xingyue, you are a fool! The most stupid and hopeless fool in the world!"

She roared and tears burst from the corners of her eyes. She squatted on the floor leaning against the door, hugging her knees and choking.

"Zhao Xingyue, I'm sorry, I didn't want to yell at you."

"I suck inside and out and I'm not worthy of your love."

"Please, find someone else you like."

Zhao Xingyue held her face, looked into her eyes, and said seriously and sincerely, "Luo Shuwan, you are worth it. You are worthy of all the good things in this world."

"But I have nothing to give you, and I won't marry you. Please don't waste your time and feelings on me."

Zhao Xingyue gently wiped away the tears on her face and whispered softly, "Wanwan, I am good to you because you are worth it and I don't need you to repay me."

"Look at the decoration of this room. I spent a week working on it without sleep."

"While doing this, every second I imagined how happy you were when you walked into the room, with the corners of your mouth raised and your eyes sparkling."

"Everything I do is to make you happy, not to ask you to give me something in return."

"I know, you have always regarded me as a brother."

"It's okay, don't be a burden. I'm willing to be your spare tire. When the person who makes your heartbeat comes along, I will leave without hesitation."

"Zhao Xingyue, you are so stupid..." Luo Shuwan cried guiltily.

Zhao Xingyue opened his arms and asked, "Can I hug you now? In the name of brother."

Luo Shuwan cried.

"Then I'll take it as your acquiescence~" Zhao Xingyue mustered up the courage to hug her.

"Zhao Xingyue, you have to make it clear to the old lady as soon as possible. We are just ordinary friends. Please make it clear that I am not pregnant. Don't let the old lady be happy in vain."

Zhao Xingyue looked at her with a serious look on his face, "Wanwan, let me ask you one last time, are you really not pregnant?"

Luo Shuwan was so angry that she jumped up and beat him, and took him to the drugstore to buy a pregnancy test stick.

I bought brown sugar, baby warmers and sanitary napkins by the way, waiting for my aunt to arrive.

When the two came out of the pharmacy, they happened to see Fu Sichen's car parked on the side of the road.

Fu Sichen sat in the back, his hand holding a cigarette resting on the edge of the window, tilting his head and looking this way.

Luo Shuwan subconsciously put his hands behind his back and hid the things.

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