Ruan Qi, Are You Pregnant?

When Ruan Qi heard the man suddenly mention marriage, she asked with a choked voice, "How to get married? I don't even have my household register with me."

"Here, we can register our marriage with our passports."

The man knelt on both knees, held her hand and lowered his head to kiss the back of it as he said with devout eyes, "Ruan Qi, marry me."

Ruan Qi stared at him blankly to make sure that he was not joking.

Suddenly, she cried out in pain and held her stomach.

"What's wrong?"

"My, my stomach hurts."

Ruan Qi's face turned pale as she held his arm tightly. Song Zhou's heart was in his mouth.

"I'll take you to a hospital now. Don't be afraid. Don't worry."

He scooped her up and almost fell as his body swayed from nervousness.

"Song Zhou, Brother Song Zhou, don't leave me behind." Mi Qing crawled over, grabbed Song Zhou's arm, and begged loudly.