"I have an appointment." The waitress led Kang Jinxian to a private small compartment, and as soon as she entered, the man who seemed to have been waiting for a long time was already showing impatience on his face. Kang Jinxian smiled and said, "Young Master He, I’m sorry to have kept you waiting." Upon seeing her, He An’s eyes lit up. Today, Kang Jinxian was wearing a mint green long dress. Her slim figure was fresh and soft, like a cool breeze on a summer’s day, instantly blowing away the irritability in He An’s heart. "It’s fine, a beauty is always worth the wait," he said as he walked over to take Kang Jinxian’s hand. The soft touch sent ripples through He An’s heart, and he couldn’t help but think back to that night, his gaze on Kang Jinxian becoming unmistakably fiery. Kang Jinxian calmly withdrew her hand, sat down across from him, and lifted a hand to brush aside the hair near her ear, a simple gesture that tickled He An’s heart. "Young Master He, I came here today to discuss our wedding to tell you something." Kang Jinxian said with a soft smile, handing him a piece of paper from her bag. He An took it and saw it was filled with medical terms. He recognized only one—urine HCG positive—and looked up in confusion, "What is this?" Kang Jinxian smiled, one hand resting on her lower abdomen, "I’m pregnant." He An was so shocked by this statement he was at a loss for words. Incredulously, he asked, "What did you say?" "The doctor said the pregnancy is too early to detect on an ultrasound, but urine and blood tests both show I’m pregnant. Young Master He, if you don’t want this child, I won’t force you. I’ll go to the hospital for an abortion tomorrow." As she finished speaking, she bit her lip, clearly reluctant and distressed, yet she endured, her pale complexion adding a touch of fragile beauty, tugging at He An’s heart. "Is the child really mine?" What mainly troubled him was that Kang Jinxian wasn’t a virgin the time they were together, and this had been a thorn in his heart since. Kang Jinxian gave him a resentful glance, "Young Master He, if you don’t trust me, there’s no need to ask. It seems we have nothing more to say. I’ll go for the abortion tomorrow." She then reached for her bag to leave. Touched by that glance, He An, feeling his heart stir, quickly stood up and held her back, "I believe, I believe." Kang Jinxian bit her lip, suddenly throwing herself into his arms and sobbing softly, "I’m only eighteen. If others find out I’m pregnant before marriage, how can I go on living? I might as well die now." He An, stimulated by her tender body, felt an itch in his heart upon hearing her plaintive cries, and as he comforted her by patting her back, he consoled, "If the child is mine, of course I’ll take responsibility. Let’s get married, next month." "But... but I’m only eighteen." "We’ll hold the wedding ceremony first, and once you reach the legal age for marriage, we can register the marriage. This is also for the child’s sake, don’t you think?" Kang Jinxian spoke somberly, "But I still have to attend school." He An had thought of that too. "After the child is born, if you want to be a full-time housewife, that’s fine, or if you want to go to college, that’s fine as well. Besides, my mother is still young and can take care of the child for a few years." Kang Jinxian said helplessly, "It seems there’s no other choice now." Thinking about becoming a father made He An so happy he almost grinned from ear to ear. The feeling was wonderful, and he decided to turn over a new leaf and become a better person, to set a good example for the child. But then he heard Kang Jinxian add, "They say you must keep a child a secret before the three-month mark, or else the child won’t make it. Can you promise me that, apart from us two, no one else, including your parents, will know until the child is three months old?" He An frowned but agreed without hesitation, thinking it was for the best for the child. "Young Master He, you are so good to me." As if she was very heartbroken, she began to cry. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel·fiɾe·net He An couldn’t help but ask, "What’s wrong? Why are you crying?" Kang Jinxian didn’t speak, just wept softly, sounding very pitiful. "Did someone treat you unfairly? Tell me, and I’ll avenge you," He An said sternly. Kang Jinxian tugged at his sleeve, "No... it’s not that... it’s my own fault...." While she spoke, her sleeve slid down, revealing an arm full of scars, a shocking sight to see. Kang Jinxian hurried to pull the sleeve back up, but He An swiftly caught it, asking coldly, "What is this?" Kang Jinxian’s eyes darted away, her tears flowing even more fiercely.