A sophomore in college starts by getting a marriage certificate with a female CEO.

"Should I stop them?"

Lu Yang was taken aback for a moment, then said irritably, "That's your mother."

Li Xixue gritted her teeth: "She's your mother too!!!"

"All right……"

Lu Yang quickly got up, took three steps at a time, and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

In the living room.

Song Qiulan was placing two insulated bags on the dining table.

"Auntie, what brings you here?"

Song Qiulan looked up at him and smiled, "Well, I just made some breakfast today, so I thought I'd bring it over for you."

After she finished speaking, she took out two insulated containers from the bag and arranged them one by one.

"This is porridge I cooked at five o'clock this morning. Eat it while it's hot."

Lu Yang looked at the several insulated food containers on the table and said thank you.

Song Qiulan put the bag away and looked around.

"Where's Xiaoxue?"

"They're inside, they haven't gotten up yet."

Song Qiulan said "Oh," and raised an eyebrow: "Where did she go last night? Why didn't she reply to my messages?"

Lu Yang thought for a moment and said, "I went to a business dinner."

"Dinner? What time did you get back?"

"Around 12 o'clock."

Song Qiulan moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself, and finally only said, "Don't always come home so late, take care of yourself."

Lu Yang nodded.

Just then.

The bedroom door opened.

Li Xixue came out.

She changed into a set of loungewear, and her overall demeanor improved somewhat.

Song Qiulan glanced at her and looked her up and down.

"What's wrong? You look terrible."

Li Xixue did not answer.

She walked to the dining table and sat down, looking listless and not wanting to say a word.

Song Qiulan couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you sleep well?"

Li Xixue gave a faint "hmm".

To be precise, what happened to me last night was much more serious than not sleeping well.

Song Qiulan opened a thermos box containing millet porridge, which was still steaming hot.

"Here, have some porridge, it'll make your stomach feel better."

Li Xixue looked at the porridge in the insulated container and her brows suddenly furrowed.

Suddenly, a churning sensation rose from my stomach.

Li Xixue's expression suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?"

Song Qiulan noticed that something was wrong with her daughter and asked her what was wrong.

Li Xixue didn't answer. She covered her mouth, then quickly got up from the sofa and ran to the bathroom.

"vomit--"

next second.

The sound of dry heaving came from the bathroom.

Lu Yang and Song Qiulan both looked towards the bathroom.

Lu Yang frowned.

Feeling nauseous after a hangover is normal.

After all, I drank so much last night, so it's not surprising that my stomach felt uncomfortable this morning.

But he didn't notice that Song Qiulan's expression had changed behind him.

It's not the kind of change I'm worried about.

It's that kind of...

The change was a sudden brightening of the eyes.

Song Qiulan stood there, looking at the bathroom door, her mouth slightly open.

Her brain was working at high speed.

He looks unwell.

I vomit after eating.

Isn't that...

Song Qiulan's breathing quickened.

She grabbed Lu Yang's arm with both hands and asked in a low voice.

"Xiaoyang, are you two... pregnant?"

Lu Yang's mind went blank for a second.

"What?"

Song Qiulan's eyes were almost overflowing with tears. She leaned closer and lowered her voice.

"My child!"

Lu Yang: "???"

At the same time, the vomiting sounds from the bathroom stopped.

The sound of a tap being turned on.

Then Li Xixue walked out, supporting herself on the door frame.

At this moment, her face was paler, her lips were bloodless, and she looked weak.

Song Qiulan quickly went up to check on her daughter.

"Xiaoxue, are you alright?"

Song Qiulan walked quickly to Li Xixue, grabbed her arm, and looked her up and down carefully.

Li Xixue shook her head: "It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little unwell."

"Feeling unwell? How so?" Song Qiulan pressed.

"I feel nauseous and want to vomit."

Song Qiulan's eyes darted around.

Nausea.

want to vomit.

Song Qiulan took a deep breath, trying her best to appear calm.

But her hands were already trembling.

You know, she's been looking forward to this day for who knows how long!

"Come, sit down first."

Song Qiulan helped Li Xixue to sit down on the sofa, then turned to Lu Yang and said, "Xiao Yang, go and pour a glass of warm water."

Lu Yang said "Oh" and went to pour water.

While Lu Yang was in the kitchen, they took advantage of the time.

Song Qiulan quickly sat down next to Li Xixue, leaned closer, and lowered her voice.

"Minor Snow".

"Um?"

When does your period start?

Li Xixue stopped rubbing her temples.

She turned to look at Song Qiulan.

"Mom, why are you asking this?"

Song Qiulan didn't answer, but asked again, "Have you been feeling particularly tired lately? Sleepy?"

Li Xixue frowned: "I drank last night, of course I'm sleepy."

Song Qiulan was shocked: "Drinking! You actually drank!"

Li Xixue immediately objected: "I'm an adult, what's wrong with drinking?"

"You, you, you!!!"

Song Qiulan quickly interjected, "Don't you know you can't drink alcohol while pregnant?"

"……mom!"

Li Xixue raised her voice a little.

She finally understood the meaning behind her mother's words.

"What are you thinking about?"

Song Qiulan held her hand, her expression extremely serious: "Don't rush, Mom just wants to ask, Xiaoxue, tell Mom honestly, how long have you been like this today?"

Li Xixue rolled her eyes at her, annoyed.

She knew very well that her mother had misunderstood, so she immediately explained, "I just drank last night and I'm feeling nauseous from a hangover today."

"Hangover nausea?"

Song Qiulan looked at her daughter, her tone clearly questioning.

It was clear she didn't believe it.

"Xiaoxue, tell Mom the truth."

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Mom, can you please stop making things up?"

Li Xixue sighed, her voice weak and listless.

I'm already so weak, and I still have to explain so much.

Song Qiulan didn't listen.

She has entered her own world.

At this moment, Lu Yang returned carrying water.

Song Qiulan's gaze immediately turned to him.

That look in his eyes.

How to put it? I feel both gratified and excited.

Lu Yang felt a little uneasy under their gaze.

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

Song Qiulan took a deep breath, then quickly walked to Lu Yang's side, grabbed his arm, and pulled him aside.

"Xiao Yang".

"Um?"

Song Qiulan interrupted him, "Has Xiaoxue shown any unusual behavior these past few days?"

Lu Yang was stunned.

abnormal?

He thought about it carefully.

"Nothing seems out of the ordinary, right?"

Song Qiulan frowned, unwilling to give up, and continued to press for answers:

"Has she mentioned any chest tightness or lower back pain recently?"

Lu Yang was even more confused: "Auntie, what exactly do you want to ask?"

Song Qiulan glanced at Li Xixue on the sofa to make sure she wasn't paying attention, then leaned close to Lu Yang's ear.

"I think Xiaoxue might be pregnant."