"Stop it." Gu Qibao said, "What’s going on with you? Where are you now? I’ll co find you."
"No need." Nangong Ran refused, "I have to attend class."
"Then I’ll wait for you after school!" Gu Qibao insisted.
"My second brother will pick up after school, I’ll call you when I’m free." Nangong Ran frowned slightly.
"Are you really okay?" Gu Qibao was still a little worried.
"Really fine." Nangong Ran emphasized, "It’ll probably be better in a couple of days."
"Oh." With that response, Gu Qibao obviously had nothing more to say, "Alright, call when you’re free."
"Okay." Nangong Ran nodded and reminded Gu Qibao not to tell anyone before hanging up the phone.
After hanging up, she leaned wearily against the pillar behind her, her eyes burning, stinging, and tears streaming out as if they were free of charge,
Even at this mont, she still had trouble believing this painful truth. Can she really not have children?
Congenital uterine malformation?
Even if she gets pregnant, she would habitually miscarry, and even if she wanted to keep the child, she’d face a 70% risk of uterine rupture?
She didn’t have a particular longing for children, but she did have a strong desire to have a child with Di Mingchen!
Previously, when Di Mingchen ntioned trying for a baby, a strong urge surged within her; she really, really wanted to have a child with Di Mingchen.
Thinking of Gu Qibao and Di Mingjue’s happily matched children, Di Xiaxia’s son Di Wushuang’s handso and gentlemanly deanor, not to ntion Xuanxuan beautifully pregnant, tears instantly stung her eyes.
Nangong Ran covered her face and cried loudly, crying to the point of almost suffocating.
She had never imagined such a lodramatic thing would happen to her. Not being able to have children, is this fair to Di Mingchen?
It’s clearly unfair!
People say there are three unfilial acts, the worst of which is failing to produce an heir. One doesn’t need to have ten or eight children, but surely one is necessary?
Is a life without a child complete?
She didn’t know why she had to endure this kind of pain!
She sat there, from noon until afternoon, like a statue, seemingly frozen in ti, her whole body numb, icy.
Until her phone rang again; it was Di Mingchen calling.
Only then did Nangong Ran realize, was it already ti for school to be out?
She answered the phone, and Di Mingchen’s gentle voice ca through, "Wife, I’m at the gate of your school."
Nangong Ran was stunned.
After two seconds of silence, she said, "Well, second brother, I went ho."
"Hmm?" Di Mingchen raised an eyebrow, "Ho?"
"Yes." Nangong Ran nodded, "I went back to my place. I haven’t seen my mom in a while. My mom called before, so I went back. You don’t need to pick up. I’ll co back to you later, okay?"
"Then I’ll co over to pick you up now." Di Mingchen said.
"No, there’s no need." Nangong Ran hastily said, "I want to have a private chat with my mom..."
Upon hearing this, Di Mingchen laughed. It made sense, they were about to get their marriage certificate, and she’d be married. Nangong Ran was still young, reliant on her mother. It’s only natural for mother and daughter to want to be close.
"Alright." Thinking of this, Di Mingchen nodded, "Then I’ll go back first. Co back after your chat, but don’t be too long. Co back early to accompany your husband."
"Okay." Hearing these words should have brought happiness and sweetness, but Nangong Ran felt an overwhelming bitterness.
But she needed ti, needed space, to really think about how she should handle this issue.
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