Indeed, even though Nian Yuyu pleaded and cajoled in all kinds of ways, Chu You still didn't agree to let her visit Song Fu in the hospital the next day.
"The hospital is crowded and noisy. Song Fu will be discharged tomorrow. I'll take you to visit her at home," he said.
Nian Yuyu let out a dissatisfied huff, "There's nobody else in the ward."
Chu You took out his phone, checked the time, then shook it in front of Nian Yuyu, "Otherwise, I can call your mother. If she agrees, you can go."
Nian Yuyu: ...
She didn't even need to think with her toes to know that her mom would never agree!
She gave a forced smile, trying to sound casual, "Husband, hurry on. Goodbye, husband. You're going to be late for work."
Chu You's lips curled into a smile, and he chuckled softly. He first ruffled her hair, his tone gentle, "Be good."
Then he bent down to touch her belly. "You be good too."
The baby in her belly gave a gentle kick, as if in protest.