Xia Qingwei hesitated before speaking. "Juhuai."
"What?" Wang Juhuai smiled at her.
"My… My period's five days late," Xia Qingwei said.
Wang Juhuai did not grasp Xia Qingwei's meaning and said instinctively, "What's wrong? We'll go for a check-up at the hospital tomorrow and nurse your health back."
Xia Qingwei actually anticipated his reaction would be good but was afraid that his high hopes would be dashed eventually.
She wanted to give him some mental preparation, but what if it wasn't the case?
She didn't want him to be all happy for nothing and be disappointed by the end of it all.
And how did that turn out?
He didn't even think in that direction, merely thinking of nursing her health.
Xia Qingwei felt helpless.
Holding his hand, she said, "I may be old, but my period had always been on time."
Wang Juhuai paused, his brain not processing anything.
