Suddenly, the air seemed to stop flowing.
Lu Beicheng was completely frozen.
Motionless and in disbelief, he stared at Gu Nanyan for a good while. With a tense frown and an intense gaze, he asked in all seriousness, "Nanyan, what did you just say?"
Gu Nanyan had just said something, and he thought he had heard her clearly.
Yet, it was as if he hadn't.
Lu Beicheng's disbelief made Gu Nanyan put down the reference book in her hand and look at him composedly before repeating, "This evening at Residence No.1, the old traditional doctor invited by the elder said I'm pregnant."
Gu Nanyan's confirmation halted Lu Beicheng's breath.
The towel he was using to dry his hair was clenched tightly in his hand, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.