Chapter 1042: Chapter 1042: I Got Soone Pregnant
After the shouting from the other side subsided, Gantang finally put the phone to her ear.
“What’s up?” she asked.
“I got soone pregnant,” Le Yu said.
Gantang paused, stopped drinking her milk tea: “What did you say you did?”
“Did you get into an accident while driving?” Gantang was nervous: “Or was it excessive self-defense? Are you okay?”
But the other side was hemming and hawing: “No, just… Qinqin is pregnant.”
“Get lost.” Gantang hung up the phone expressionlessly.
She wasted brain power thinking of hundreds of ways to get him out of trouble.
At this ti, Jiang Tongtong ca over holding Little Yi’an, and Gantang waved her over to sit beside her.
“Take a break first.” She handed over another cup of milk tea.
The phone in her bag kept ringing non-stop, threatening to drain the battery if not answered.
“It’s Le Yu calling, hold on.” Gantang had no choice, and told Jiang Tongtong as she picked up the call.
As soon as the call connected, rapid-fire like a cannon from the other side: “Don’t hang up, don’t hang up!”
“Qinqin doesn’t want the baby, what should I do, Sister Tang?”
“I, I, I… why doesn’t she want my baby?” Le Yu was getting more and more upset, almost on the verge of crying: “Doesn’t she love ? She doesn’t love , right? Otherwise, why would she give it up?”
“Tang! Tang! Why am I so unlucky? Why can’t n be the ones getting pregnant?”
Gantang: …You’ve got quite the imagination.
“Tang, why aren’t you saying anything? Comfort , help think of sothing.”
“Say sothing, say sothing!”
Gantang: Could you at least give a chance to speak?
It’s hard to get a word in.
Just as Gantang was about to speak, the other side suddenly gasped: “Wait! Could it be… could it be…”
Le Yu suddenly beca cautious: “Is it… Mr. Wen… Mr. Wen?”
Gantang speechlessly said: “What nonsense are you imagining now?”
Le Yu let out a huge sigh of relief: “Tang, you scared to death. I was saying, I can’t be this unlucky every ti.”
Gantang kindly reminded: “Your current situation, isn’t it already unlucky enough?”
Le Yu: “Whimper—”
Gantang shivered: “Do you act like this in front of Qinqin too?”
“Nonsense! In front of my wife, I am absolutely the manly man!” Le Yu straightened up instantly.
Gantang: “Oh.”
The next second Le Yu wilted again: “Am I not good enough? You’re a woman too; do you know what Qinqin is thinking? Help out.”
“How would I know what others are thinking.” Gantang said: “But one thing I know for sure, if Qinqin feels secure enough, if she feels you’re reliable, she wouldn’t give up so easily, it’s her child too.”
Che Qin loved Le Yu so much, hesitated for so long, but eventually couldn’t let go, and chose to be with him again, even though it might lead nowhere and waste her youth.
Gantang clearly recalled when Che Qin said she wouldn’t break up with him, Le Yu was so happy he looked like an idiot, even thinking Gantang put in a good word for him, claiming he had nothing to repay her with, so he gave her his mother’s cherished jewelry.
“You love each other, and neither side’s parents object, so what did you do to make Qinqin so insecure that she doesn’t even dare to have your child?” Gantang sighed: “You should reflect on yourself.”
Le Yu scratched his head and sighed too: “Sigh—”
“What are you sighing about with ?”
Le Yu started hemming and hawing again: “Could you ask Qinqin for now? I’ll get your baby a princess carriage.”
He’s anxious, but Gantang isn’t: “I want to help you, but I’m busy right now.”
“What are you busy with?”
Gantang glanced at Jiang Tongtong: “Getting ready to help my sister-in-law pick out so male models.”
“Pfft—” Jiang Tongtong sprayed milk tea.
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