Let's Divorce As Agreed - Chapter 617
Chapter 617: Have You Gained Some Weight?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
He Ming held Xiaomeng’s hand as they walked upstairs.
“What’s the matter you want to talk to me about?” He Ming had been thinking about this all day.
Xiaomeng pouted and then gave a soft smile. “Let’s go home first, we’ll talk about it there.”
He Ming raised an eyebrow. “Can’t tell me now? Is it good news or bad news? Let me prepare myself mentally.”
The more she teased him, the more he wanted to know.
“Like I said, I’ll tell you when we get home. Why do you keep asking? Not cute at all,” Xiaomeng ignored him and unlocked the door.
In fact, Xiaomeng felt much better after she had figured things out.
She let out a long sigh of relief.
“He Ming, am I the woman you want to spend your life with?” She suddenly looked at him with eager eyes.
“What are you randomly thinking about now?” He Ming couldn’t understand what women were thinking all day long.
“Tell me, am I?” She shook his arm.
“You’ll be my wife, my lifelong companion,” He Ming said firmly. From the beginning, he wasn’t playing around.
“Couples also get divorced, right? In today’s society, divorce is pretty normal, isn’t it?”
“No, you’re the only wife I’ll have in my lifetime, there won’t be anyone else.” He Ming looked at her, speaking earnestly and solemnly.
“Okay, I believe you.” Xiaomeng threw herself into his embrace, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.
Having been with He Ming for so long, Xiaomeng knew he was the kind of person who did what he promised. He might not easily make commitments, but once he did, he would do everything in his power to fulfill them.
So she didn’t have much to worry about. External factors could be overcome as long as they were united in purpose.
All she had to do now was to trust him wholeheartedly.
As Xiaomeng contemplated, she placed He Ming’s hand on her abdomen. “Feel it, what do you sense?”
He Ming, being a bit thick-skinned, didn’t catch on immediately. “Are you gaining weight?”
Xiaomeng couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him. “Try again.”
He Ming’s warm and sturdy palm gently moved over her abdomen. Squinting slightly, he earnestly pondered what she was trying to express.
But despite his efforts, he couldn’t figure it out. “Are you… feeling unwell? Should I massage it for you?”
“No, that’s not it. Guess again, there’s a prize if you get it right.” Xiaomeng was really starting to feel defeated by his dullness. What if their child inherited his slowness? How would she manage?
In truth, it wasn’t entirely He Ming’s fault. He was afraid to think in that direction, fearing he might guess wrong and upset Xiaomeng.
“Are you trying to say…?” Suddenly, a hint of a smile flickered in He Ming’s eyes. Even though it was a joke, he said it with such seriousness.
Seeing his intense gaze, Xiaomeng instantly understood where his thoughts had gone. She couldn’t help but pat him. “He Ming, why are you so slow? Can we still have a pleasant conversation?”
How could there be such a clueless man? She had dropped hints, both direct and indirect, but he still couldn’t figure it out. Now she was worried that if their child inherited his personality, it would be beyond words.
Facing such a blockhead was enough, but to have another one? It would truly drive her crazy.
“What does it mean then?” He Ming gave up guessing. Women’s minds were like needles in the sea. How could he know what challenge she was throwing at him?
Xiaomeng couldn’t help but find it amusing and exasperating at the same time. This man seemed sharp on the surface, but when faced with situations like this, he could be incredibly dense.
