Xiang Yimo held Zhong Lingling's hand tightly, looking at her pale little face with extreme heartache!
Xiang Yimo had thought that ensuring Zhong Lingling paid attention to nutrition was enough, but to his surprise, Lingling was severely anemic and he hadn't even noticed.
No wonder he often heard Lingling complaining of dizziness.
"Yimo, Lingling is pregnant! Why didn't you tell us sooner? If you had, I could have hired a nutritionist to help her with her diet, and it would never have come to this!" Xiang Zongyin said from the side.
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Xiang Yimo turned around, his face a picture of bewilderment.
"You don't know yet, do you?"
"You're saying Lingling is pregnant?" Xiang Yimo asked for confirmation once again.
It felt as if he were in a dream!
He couldn't even describe his feelings at that very moment.
The woman he loved was carrying his child, and that feeling was indeed very subtle.
