"What are you afraid of?" Su Jianteng’s dark gaze fell upon her. "Afraid you won’t want this child." Once she finished speaking, tears began to fall from her eyes, and slowly, she covered her mouth and sobbed. Su Jianteng looked at the woman with tears streaming down her face, and his heart softened slightly. This woman, who had been with him for several years, had always been obedient. Unlike other women, she wasn’t ambitious. Deep down, Su Jianteng still held some affection for her. But she happened to be pregnant. Yanyan, crying bitterly, caught a glimpse of the man’s pensive look. She sobbed intermittently, "Sir, the moment I found out I was pregnant, I was so scared, scared you’d leave me, scared you’d not want the baby. I didn’t dare tell you the news." "Boo hoo... Sir, please don’t leave me... boo hoo..." Crying, she timidly threw herself into the man’s arms, her tear-filled eyes blinking at him. As she bent down, she secretly tugged at one of her shoulder straps. When the man lowered his head, he saw a scene that made his blood surge, and gradually, a hint of crimson stained his eyes. Yanyan noticed the man’s breathing grow heavier. She concealed the mischief in her eyes and cried even louder. "Sir, please don’t be angry..." Before the woman could finish her words, Su Jianteng picked her up and walked towards the bedroom. "How many months?" Su Jianteng asked hoarsely. "Four months." Yanyan wrapped her arms around the man’s neck, blushing. Hearing her words, the restraint in the man completely gave way, and his steps quickened. Lately, it had been continuously raining in T City, with a chilling wind whistling by. The barren trees lining the roads looked like bald old men, unable to withstand the assault of the cold air and swaying in the wind. With the New Year approaching, the bare trees on either side of the road were adorned with festive decorations, and passersby immediately felt the lively atmosphere of the approaching festival. On the eve of the Lunar New Year. Yiyi arrived at An Yin’s house early in the morning to invite her to the engagement banquet. After some half-hearted protests, An Yin finally went along. Huang Yiyi’s engagement banquet was arranged at a hotel at the end of the alley. When An Yin arrived at the hotel entrance, she saw the beautifully dressed Huang Yiyi wearing a red traditional Chinese dress, and beside her was the man who wore a gold necklace at the barbecue that night. "Hello, happy engagement." An Yin looked at them nervously and said quietly. Huang Yiyi’s face remained emotionless, only slightly curling her lips, "Thank you." It was Yiyi’s fiancé who smiled especially happily, "Welcome to our engagement banquet, please come inside." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝔫𝔢𝔱 An Yin returned his smile and walked into the hotel, guided by attendants along her way, until she reached the main hall, which was festively decorated. A familiar voice rang out, and An Yin followed the sound to see Grandma Wu sitting in the central position. Dodging the guests coming and going around her, she tiptoed over to Grandma Wu. Most of the guests at the engagement banquet were relatives of the bride and groom, with a few neighbors in attendance as well. An Yin chose a seat next to Grandma Wu. As soon as she sat down, Grandma Wu took a large orange from the platter and handed it to her, "Here, have something to eat." "Thank you." An Yin was stunned for a moment, but eventually accepted Grandma Wu’s kind gesture. Seeing the young girl looking around curiously, Grandma Wu teased, "Yiyi isn’t much older than you, and look, she’s already engaged." An Yin didn’t catch on to Grandma Wu’s teasing, responding earnestly, "She’s two years older." Grandma Wu saw the young girl’s lack of understanding, and her smile gradually froze. This time, she straightforwardly said, "I bet there are plenty of boys chasing after you at school." "No, Grandma Wu, there aren’t." An Yin replied, her face turning crimson. Seeing the shy young girl, Grandma Wu, knowing she was thin-skinned, decided not to continue teasing her and shifted the topic to other matters. "I heard the bride’s family received a dowry of five hundred thousand." Grandma Wu whispered, leaning close to the young girl. Five hundred thousand? An Yin was astonished; to her, this amount seemed quite large. Seeing her surprised expression, Grandma Wu quickly shared all the gossip she had heard. "I heard from Xiao Yang’s parents that their son fell for Huang Yiyi at first sight during school. After failing to confess, Yiyi went off wandering over these years, and Xiao Yang never had a girlfriend, always waiting foolishly at home for Yiyi to change her mind. And finally, he did get his chance." An Yin listened quietly, understanding that the Xiao Yang Grandma Wu mentioned was Huang Yiyi’s fiancé. Grandma Wu let out a sigh. An Yin looked at her curiously, "Grandma Wu, what’s wrong?" Grandma Wu’s expression became serious, and her slightly somber gaze fell on the young girl, "Though they are engaged now, who knows if it’s a blessing or a curse!" The older generation, with just a glance, could see the bride had no affection for the groom. Discussing marriage in such circumstances was truly risky! An Yin looked at Grandma Wu in confusion, wondering why she would speak on Yiyi’s engagement day. Grandma Wu shook her head slightly and said no more. The next moment, An Yin saw Grandma Wu take a few longans from the platter and stuff them into her pocket. "My husband happens to like longans, so I’ll take some home for him." As Grandma Wu spoke, she quickly grabbed another handful. An Yin watched, dumbfounded. As time passed, more and more guests gathered in the hall, and soon, their table was filled. The engagement ceremony was simple. After the host spoke a few words, Huang Yiyi’s father and the man’s parents were invited on stage. Finally, to the crowd’s enthusiastic applause, Huang Yiyi and her fiancé gracefully walked to the center of the stage. An Yin observed Huang Yiyi’s intricately made-up face, which made her look as beautiful as a peach blossom, yet there wasn’t a hint of a smile on her serene face from start to finish. In contrast, her fiancé held Huang Yiyi’s hand tightly, and his honest face was full of joy, as if the woman beside him was a precious treasure. An Yin always felt that when Huang Yiyi was with this man, it was like her soul was absent; she seemed listless and could not muster any enthusiasm. Perhaps it was just her illusion, An Yin thought to herself. Onstage, after the host announced, "The feast begins," the hotel staff began pushing carts filled with dishes to the tables. An Yin picked up her chopsticks to take some food, only to hear Grandma Wu’s regretful tone, "Before, your mom and Doctor Huang were quite close. I thought your mom had come around and decided to find a man to share her life with." Grandma Wu put a piece of braised pork into her bowl, muttering.