Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Then, she was caught up in the updates between him and that girl. Quickly following that was her discovery of his diary…

Her mind had been occupied with everything related to him. If not for the opportune sentence by Sister Hua that day, she probably would not have realized that her period was already half a month late.

Similar to Tang Nuan, she was prone to nausea, especially when she was around heavy food. Furthermore, she realized that she tired and hunger easily. All she wanted to do was lie in bed and do nothing.

Her mother had passed away the year she left for university, so she only had time to teach Song Qingchun how to use the tampon. The only other female in the house, her sister-in-law, Fang Rou, didn’t get the joy of motherhood before Song Cheng was killed, so Song Qingchun was understandably a bit clueless when it came to matters related to pregnancy. However, this did not mean that she did not know anything at all. Based on her various symptoms, it was as Sister Hua diagnosed—she was most likely pregnant.

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. Other than the nightmarish event that happened so many years ago between her and Su Zhinian, she had only had sex twice in these past six months, and both of those times had been with him. The first time, she had made a show of swallowing the morning-after pills. The second time had been at the hospital, and it had been she who initiated it. At the time, she did not know he was her biological brother.

So, if she was really pregnant, it had to have happened that night.

But could she really be that unlucky, the legendary hole in one had to happen to her?

If she was really pregnant, what should she do? A child between blood siblings had to be removed.

Song Qingchun raised her fingers to massage her throbbing temples. She felt increasingly agitated.

…

Su Zhinian had an important dinner meeting that night, so he could not join the Song family. When it was almost time to get off work, he called Song Qingchun.

Su Zhinian was reticent man, and Song Qingchun complimented him perfectly because she would normally dominate the conversation, and he would listen to her attentively.

However, Song Qingchun was so preoccupied with the pregnancy that she did not have much to say. She sat in her office chair and stared out at the setting sun, cradling the phone in her hand. They only shared two sentences before the line was occupied by silence.

Su Zhinian was reading some document while he was on the phone. He waited for Song Qingchun to say something, and when she didn’t, he frowned and called, “Tingting?”

There was no answer, and his brows furrowed deeply. “Tingting? Tingting?”

“Hmm?” Song Qingchun’s confused answer finally came through.

“What’s wrong?” Su Zhinian asked with concern.

“It’s nothing…” Song Qingchun sounded dispirited on the phone.

After a moment’s silence, Su Zhinian put down his pen and pressed the call button on his working line. The call was picked up instantly.

On the other end of the cell phone, Song Qingchun could hear Cheng Qingchong’s voice coming out of the speaker. “CEO Su.”

“Cancel the dinner meeting tonight…”

Song Qingchun caught the meaning in his orders and called after him in a hurry. “Su Zhinian?”

When he heard her voice, Su Zhinian paused. He told Cheng Qingchong on the other line, “Wait for a moment.”

Turning his attention back to the line with Song Qingchun, he uttered, “Hmm?”