When Ye Qianqian returned to the company, she was buried with work.
A few days later, she received the results of Shen Zhilie's medical checkup.
The report was simple.
There were no problems at all.
Everything was normal.
His sperm survival rate was even higher than average.
Yet Ye Qianqian still was unable to conceive.
When Ye Qianqian sent a screenshot of the report to Shen Zhilie, he replied with a smiling emoji and a text that said, "It's probably fate!"
"Sigh!"
"This is probably fate!"
Two weeks is neither a short nor long amount of time.
Ye QIanqian had bought her plane tickets a long time ago. When her plane arrived, Shen Zhilie was already waiting for her outside.
When Ye Qianqian saw Shen Zhilie, she nearly pounced on him.
Hugging his waist, she grinned and said, "Here I am!"
