CH 28.2

Dinner was ready very soon and it was a few homemade dishes, the four of them sat down.

However, the atmosphere was very strange. Both of the fathers were not talking and did not move their chopsticks at all. Instead, they kept looking at their children.

Finally, Father Song opened his mouth, “Anchen, are you keeping something from me?”

“Which are you referring to?”

“…” Was Song Anchen keeping more than one thing from him? Father Song did not know what to say.

At that moment, Father Ye opened his mouth to ask Yisheng, “Yisheng, do you already have a boyfriend?”

Because Yisheng had eaten a lot of grapes just now and had been frightened by Father Ye’s words, a stream of sour bile climbed up her esophagus. She hurriedly covered her mouth and stared at Father Ye’s pale face.

It seemed that Father Song was very shocked.

Yisheng hurriedly said, “I ate many grapes just now, so my stomach is feeling a little unwell, it’s not anything serious,” Yisheng thought that the two parents were shocked because she was feeling unwell and wanted to vomit.

Yisheng and Song Anchen’s father looked at each other, before throwing their mobile phones in front of them. Father Song looked at Song Anchen with a serious expression, “How long have you two been together?”

“Ever since we knew what love is,” Song Anchen said mildly.

Yisheng found it strange. She switched on her phone and was shocked by the photo of the two of them hugging intimately. She almost lost her grip on the phone. That was the picture that was set as the profile picture for Song Anchen’s contact number.

That photo was the photo of the two of them holding each other with bared shoulders from that night in Pattaya? She looked at Song Anchen in disbelief but saw that he was expressionless and playing with the mobile phone in his hand, with that picture as his wallpaper.

Father Ye asked directly, “If it wasn’t for the fact that you had to repair your phone this time, how long were you planning on keeping this from us?”

“Uncle Ye. The reason for me and Yisheng coming back this time was to tell you the truth and to fix a date for marriage.”

Yisheng turned her head and glared at Song Anchen, “What are you saying?”

“Yisheng is pregnant, and we should get married,” He ignored Yisheng’s glare and told the two fathers.

“I’m not pregnant,” Yisheng hurriedly explained, but when she was glared at by her father, she hurriedly retreated, no longer daring to say anything.

Father Song turned to Father Ye and said apologetically, “I’m really sorry, my animal of a son is too outrageous,” Then, he turned to scold Song Anchen, “Do you know that you’re ruining her by doing this?”

“If I dare to take off her clothes, I’ll definitely help her put on a wedding dress.”

After Song Anchen said that, his father swallowed everything that he was about to say. He said to Yisheng’s father, “Let’s choose a date.”

Yisheng was anxious and she hurriedly looked at her father. Father Ye frowned when she saw how ‘eager’ Yisheng looked. Was she in such a hurry to marry? Father Ye, who cared about his reputation a lot felt embarrassed at how Yisheng was pregnant before marriage, and now, Yisheng’s ‘eagerness’ made him even angrier.

“Uncle Ye, Yisheng wants to marry a beautiful wedding gown, the earlier the better, before her stomach grows too big,” Song Anchen helped Yisheng explain why she was so ‘eager’.

Yisheng stood up suddenly and hit the table, yelling angrily, “Song Anchen.”

“Sit down,” Father Ye roared.

Yisheng’s face was pale and she sat down.

“I don’t think it’s necessary to be traditional. They can get married directly without getting engaged,” Father Ye discussed with Father Song.

Father Song did not have any opinion on that matter and nodded his head.

Yisheng sat by the side silently, glaring at Song Anchen, who seemed very kind. Gosh, what kind of trouble did she get into? He had completely caught her in his schemes. Song Anchen knew that it would be impossible for her to call him, so he set the profile picture of his contact on her phone as that image. As long as he did not call her, she would not realize, and that was the main reason why he was ignoring her ever since he returned to the hospital. His phone wallpaper as that image as well. He had made doubly sure that this would work. If Yisheng’s phone could not be handed to her father as planned, the photo on his phone would work too. It was just that it would be unable to show their mutual ‘love’.

Both of their phones had images and Yisheng would be unable to explain the situation no matter how much she tried. She suddenly felt weak and after the meal, she saw her dad pass her household register to Song Anchen, “We’ll organize the wedding, the two of you can go to work as usual.”

“Yes, Dad,” He had already started calling Yisheng’s father dad, he was really direct.

Father Song patted Yisheng’s head, saying with a smile, “You two rascals truly kept everything well-hidden.”

Yisheng wanted to cry. She had accidentally fallen for the trap and had been hurt by cunning.

“Aiya, I can finally hold a grandson,” Father Song happily told Father Ye.

“Oh, I’m going to hold my grandson,” Father Ye also opened his mouth and laughed, completely different from how serious he looked just now.

Yisheng stood at the side and glared at Song Anchen, who had his arm around her and looked extremely gentle. Song Anchen felt her stare and did not get angry. Instead, he smiled, leaned down, and kissed her lips, “Wife, it’ll be hard on you.”

Her whole body was trembling.

At around 7 p.m., they prepared to return to B City. The two of them sat in the car, Yisheng said angrily, “I’m not pregnant.”

“Hm?” Song Anchen started the car and randomly responded casually.

“My period came a few days ago. I’m not pregnant, so you don’t need to take responsibility,” Yisheng lowered her voice a little more. She had truly been very worried those few days because she had slept with Song Anchen during ovulation and it was easy to get pregnant during that period. Song Anchen, who knew when her period was, definitely thought she was pregnant as well. However, her period had come, so she would not be having a child.

“Then what should we do?” Song Anchen frowned, seeming a little troubled, “Our dads are looking forward to holding their grandchildren.”

Song Anchen completely ignored Yisheng‘s words on not having to take responsibility.

“It’s fine, there’s still time to make one,” Song Anchen touched Yisheng’s hair, “From today on, you can come to my house to stay, and we can hurry and make a baby.”

Yisheng’s eyelids twitched and she had yet to say anything when Song Anchen started the car and drove towards the direction of their future home.