Shen Mosheng still looked at her, "I would rather have a daughter."
Han Yingying, feeling helpless, said, "I'll give you a daughter tomorrow."
Only then did Shen Mosheng's smile bloom across his face, joyfully preparing for tomorrow.
Seeing his joyful expression, Han Yingying couldn't help but smirk.
She hoped he wouldn't be too shocked when he sees the blood test report tomorrow!
With this "naughty idea," Han Yingying peacefully fell asleep.
The next day, Shen Mosheng, as usual, dropped Han Yingying off at work and was about to leave when Han Yingying grabbed his hand and wouldn't let go.
"Shen Mosheng, come with me to pick something up."
"Okay."
Holding Shen Mosheng's hand, Han Yingying approached an automated report machine, took a deep breath, and swiped her health insurance card.
The blood test report slowly emerged from the machine.
Shen Mosheng, looking worried, asked her, "Yingying, are you feeling unwell?"
