"Alright, you can get up now. Congratulations, you're pregnant, just about four weeks along."

Ye Yinen took the ultrasound result handed over by the nurse, thinking that the round-faced young nurse's smile when she laughed was just like an angel.

Having been married to Tang Mingxuan for a year, what she wanted most was to have a child that belonged to them.

Tang Mingxuan was often too busy to be home. It was said that the "seven-year itch" was a thing, but it had only been a year, and she had already felt the growing estrangement between them. Now, with the child, their bond would be closer.

Ye Yinen happily received the document and left the ultrasound room with gratitude.

There were many people coming and going at the hospital door. She lowered her head to read the results, absorbed in her joy. Just when she was about to step down the steps, a soft voice suddenly intruded into her ears.

"Mingxuan, baby kicked again, feel it, he is kicking me."

Ye Yinen looked up in surprise at the person opposite, racking her brains but couldn't understand why Lin Miao's hand was holding her husband's arm, and holding it so tightly, as if grown onto his body.

One was her beloved husband, and the other was her closest friend, when they were together, however, the picture seemed quite annoying.

Upon seeing Ye Yinen on the steps, Tang Mingxuan hesitated, his face turned slightly unnatural:

"Yinen, let me explain, I ..."

Lin Miao gasped out in surprise, one hand covering her belly, the other still tightly clinging to Tang Mingxuan's arm:

"Yinen, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry, I'll leave right away."

As soon as Lin Miao turned to leave, without taking a step, she was held by Tang Mingxuan: "It's okay, Miao Miao, tell her."

Clinging to Lin Miao, Tang Mingxuan looked up at Ye Yinen's astonished and pained eyes:

"Yinian, it's not Miaomiao's fault, she is too remarkable, I couldn't control myself. Now, I think we should get a divorce."

The word "divorce" exploded over Ye Yinian's head, leaving her mind blank.

Just yesterday, Lin Miao was laughing around her, trying to make her the godmother of her child. After a long struggle, it turns out the child is her husband's... Furious, a few seconds later, she swung her hand at Lin Miao, aiming to slap her across the face.

"Yinian, we should part on amicable terms, don't treat Miaomiao this way."

Tang Mingxuan intercepted Ye Yinian's hand, fury flashing in his eyes instantly.

Unbearably teary, Ye Yinian blinked back the tears swirling in her eyes:

"Mingxuan, we've been in love since college, worked together to save money for our wedding after graduation. Now, barely a year after we got married, you want a divorce? Mingxuan, today is not April Fool's day, could you please stop joking with me?"

Struggling, she removed her hand from his and grabbed onto Tang Mingxuan's arm tightly.

Ye Yinian couldn't believe it was true – she was a traditional woman, completely devoted to her boyfriend before getting married, and saw her husband as her world after getting married. From the day they got hitched, she had prepared herself to grow old together.

But now, it’s been only a year... Just a year.

"Mingxuan, please, say something..."

She pleaded, looking up at him. But the cold indifference in Tang Mingxuan's eyes made Ye Yinian feel as though she were in an icy cellar, her whole body shaking from the chill. Almost losing hope, she suddenly remembered the document in her hand.

"Mingxuan, you can leave me, but how can you abandon your child? Your mother has been urging us to have a child, hasn't she? I'm pregnant, exactly four weeks along. Look..."

With all her hopes pinned on the ultrasound scan, she was even prepared to forgive Tang Mingxuan.

As long as, as long as he didn’t divorce her, she could pretend that nothing had happened between him and Lin Miao.

Filled with anticipation, Ye Yinian watched as Tang Mingxuan's eyes suddenly widened in shock, his voice distorted: "What? You’re pregnant? Four weeks?"

At first, Ye Yinian thought he was excited, her tense heart eased a little. She quickly nodded: "Yes, I just found out. Mingxuan... Ah..."

Her eager explanation was interrupted by a sudden slap. Tang Mingxuan stared at her, bloodshot eyes turning him into a beast ready to pounce.

"Ye Yinian, you rotten woman, you've made cuckold of me. For the past month, never mind this month, even if you count back three or four months, have I touched you?"