"Honey, I'm pregnant!"
The joy was palpable in the woman's voice across from him.
"I can't believe it—I can actually have a child, honey!"
Song Taishan tensed up at the words.
People nearby also widened their eyes in shock.
"Wow, looks like that young girl was right!"
"Boss, congratulations!"
Everyone looked at Song Taishan with joy.
Song Taishan was now in his forties, and years ago, his wife had been pregnant. But she had been kidnapped in an act of malicious revenge. Though they managed to rescue her, they lost the child.
His wife also suffered injuries to her body.
And they hadn't had another child since then.
Almost all of his colleagues knew about this, so they dared not mention childbirth in the office, for fear of making Song Taishan feel sad.
Who would have thought that now, at their age, Song Taishan and his wife would have a child!
Wasn't this a cause for great celebration?