"I'm going to wait until my son moves," Yan Beicheng replied calmly. He was determined to stay.
He lowered his head and said to Lin Chu's belly, "Hey, little guy. Move a little. I'm about to be chased out by someone. If you don't move, I'm going to give you a good beating when you come out from there."
Lin Chu, "…"
This was embarrassing.
However, she did not want to embarrass Yan Beicheng here by kicking him out so openly.
It was lucky that their son was very supportive. She wondered if he had heard Yan Beicheng's threat. He had moved not long after Yan Beicheng spoke. His movement was gentle as if he was testing out the waters by moving a little. He gave another kick after three or four seconds.
Yan Beicheng's face brightened up as he looked excitedly at Lin Chu's belly. His hands were trembling. He suddenly broke into a wide smile and looked especially silly, "He… He moved!"
