Chapter 986: Chapter 975: Am I going to be a dad?
On the drive home, Xu Ruolan kept silent all the way.
After all, pregnancy isn’t something you can easily talk about.
“Hey, are you okay?”
Ning Fan suddenly asked.
“Huh? Do I look really off?”
Xu Ruolan awkwardly tugged her lips into a smile, her words tinged with obvious panic.
Even she could imagine how ugly her smile looked.
Ning Fan tapped his right index finger on the car window, looking at Xu Ruolan’s side profile and said:
“Your face is full of ‘please love me’ and ‘please care for me’ signals now; as long as someone isn’t blind, they can see it.”
“Your face is the one with those weird things written on it!”
“Come on, tell me what’s going on?”
Xu Ruoliu frowned lightly, her face full of confusion.
“Well… I wasn’t feeling well this morning…”
Ning Fan suddenly leaned back, turned his head, and laughed:
“If you’re feeling unwell, you’re unwell; why are you blushing? You’re making it easy for me to misunderstand!”
“Just listen to me! I think those reactions… seemed like… so I bought… a pregnancy test.”
“What? Wait a minute! Let me process this!”
Ning Fan’s eyes widened, his left hand clutching his chest, his right hand made an immediate stop gesture.
Even for someone as carefree as Ning Fan, he couldn’t just laugh off matters like pregnancy.
Anyone with Huaxia bloodline takes raising offspring incredibly seriously.
Xu Ruolan tightly grasped the steering wheel, eyes glued to the road, her face turning even redder.
“Well… Ning Fan, you’re going to be a dad.”
Ning Fan immediately felt a bolt of lightning explode in his brain.
“You’re going to be a dad, you’re going to be a dad, you’re going to be a dad…”
A mesmerizing voice kept repeating in Ning Fan’s mind, tangling shock, confusion, and ecstasy into a mess.
“I… I need a moment to process…”
Ning Fan’s breathing became exceedingly heavy.
He tried to pull the corners of his mouth into a smile, which looked even worse than Xu Ruolan’s earlier attempt.
“Hmm… once there’s a kid, many things will change…”
“Didn’t I say, let me process first!”
Ning Fan frantically waved his hand at Xu Ruolan, his head slightly lowered, eyes bulging wide, unaware of where his gaze was focused.
Both remained silent.
Ning Fan wasn’t ready either.
His lifestyle couldn’t really accommodate a child.
Having always been carefree and idle, Ning Fan wasn’t sure how to establish the sense of authority needed as a father.
Moreover, in his quest to recover memories and gather all Nine Souls Jade fragments, he didn’t know what kind of vicious adversaries he would face, making a child a potential fatal weakness in such circumstances.
In silence, they got out of the car, and in silence, they returned to their own living room.
Sitting on the sofa, staring at the edge of the coffee table for a while, Xu Ruolan finally lifted her head to look at Ning Fan, breaking the silence.
“Ning Fan, you…”
“I understand the situation now. However, to be cautious, let’s… confirm your pregnancy again, okay? No other intention, just that this matter is too serious.”
Ning Fan sat upright solemnly, appearing steady and steadfast.
To be honest, Xu Ruolan rarely saw Ning Fan in such a serious manner.
Xu Ruolan nodded, got up, and walked towards the restroom.
“Hey, what are you going to do?”
Ning Fan asked Xu Ruolan with a few hints of confusion on his face.
“Using another pregnancy test stick!”
“Did you forget my specialty? God Doctor Ning is here; no need to bother with that!”
After speaking, Ning Fan’s eyes emitted a faint purple light.
Four or five seconds later, Ning Fan sighed lightly.
“The pregnancy test was wrong, you’re not pregnant.”
The words were said lightly but carried extremely complex emotions.
Relief, disappointment, sorrow, regret…
After tapping his finger a few times on the edge of the coffee table, Ning Fan chuckled awkwardly, seemingly deeply relieved, leaning back against the sofa.
Xu Ruolan clasped her hands over her chest, stunned for two seconds, then strands of anger gradually appeared on her face:
“Hey, Ning Fan, are you so happy that I’m not pregnant? Among the three disobediences, having no descendants is the greatest; can’t you have some sense of responsibility?”
“Oh, come on, boss lady, are you expecting to be pregnant all the time? Well, then let’s keep trying tonight!”
“No… um… let’s be more planned; I mean, better take… some precautionary measures…”
Xu Ruolan extended her right index finger, drawing random arcs in midair.
After the pregnancy scare, Xu Ruolan was still brimming with excessive energy daily.
“I say, Ning Fan, I’ve been feeling strange these days, like there’s an overwhelming sense of strength without any outlet.”
Xu Ruolan lifted her right hand to eye level, repeatedly fist-clenching, stretching, then clenching again.
Ning Fan knew it was due to the combination of Pure Yin Body and Pure Yang Body.
Right now, Xu Ruolan’s physique surpassed ordinary people; she could climb ten flights of stairs in one go without panting, and her energy was remarkably abundant. The horrible workload of her role as a CEO couldn’t completely satisfy her.
“Then go play golf, isn’t that the standard leisure activity of the wealthy?”
Ning Fan curiously admired the giant aquarium in their villa, comparable to an underwater world exhibition window.
“Stop joking. How can the exercise from golf possibly satisfy me? Anyway, don’t you feel the same kind of suppressed feeling at times?”
Xu Ruolan tapped her temple, casting a curious glance at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan turned sideways to face Xu Ruolan, responding:
“I’m not like you; cultivation is tiring.”
“Then take me to cultivate with you. Once I can protect myself, you won’t have to worry about protecting me all the time.”
Xu Ruolan’s eyes sparkled with anticipation for the future.
Ning Fan shrugged and said:
“Alright, I’ll think about what might be good for you to cultivate.”
“That needs thinking? Whatever you practice, I’ll practice!”
Obviously, Xu Ruolan lacked basic knowledge about cultivation.
The Eight Zen Mantra is a rather profound cultivation technique, and an ordinary person with no martial arts background who tries to practice forcibly can easily deviate.
“Hey, have you seen any martial arts protagonists start off practicing the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon?”
Ning Fan asked Xu Ruolan with a bitter smile.
Xu Ruolan tapped four fingers on her left arm and casually said:
“A martial arts protagonist, don’t they usually find a secret technique after falling off a cliff and practice in a cave for a few days to master unparalleled divine skills?”
“How mistaken are you about martial arts novels…”
Ning Fan tapped his right index finger twice on his forehead, inwardly wanting to complain about modern people’s reading habits.
“So what should I start practicing now? Surely not beginning with horse stance training?”
“Don’t underestimate the basics! Let’s start with horse stance training!”