Yan Xixi also started to smile, dutifully swiping her card to make the deposit. As the two looked down from the third-floor staircase, they watched people bustling in the luxurious marble hall below. Xu Xiaoya suddenly sighed wistfully. "Xixi, can you believe such a wonderful shop is actually ours?" Yan Xixi remained silent. "Xixi, it feels like I’m dreaming. These past few days, I keep waking up laughing, unable to believe our good fortune. Do you remember? The first time we saw people with luxury goods, we didn’t even recognize the brands. Then I bought a few knock-offs online, and Zhou Xiaoxuan mocked us so harshly..." Zhou Xiaoxuan used to say, "There are two kinds of people in this world: those who scrimp and save to buy luxury items just to show off, and those who scrimp and save but still can’t afford them." Xu Xiaoya and Yan Xixi belonged to the latter category. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel⦿fire.net "I never imagined that one day we’d actually own a boutique... Xixi, pinch me! Pinch me, so I know I’m not dreaming..." Yan Xixi silently touched her stomach. All of this is thanks to this child. I know perfectly well that if it weren’t for this child, forget about a boutique; Wan Donglin might have gone to Ruo City long ago and never come back. Seeing the change in Yan Xixi’s expression, Xu Xiaoya quickly asked, "Xixi, are you not feeling well?" Yan Xixi shook her head. "Oh, right, Mister Wan mentioned you weren’t feeling well. Are you sick? You have to tell me if you are." Yan Xixi remained silent for a long moment. Xu Xiaoya followed her gaze and, with a sudden realization, lowered her voice. "Oh my God, Xixi, are you pregnant?" Yan Xixi truly didn’t know how to answer. "This is wonderful! It’s excellent news! Mister Wan is so good to you. If you have this child, he’ll definitely marry you. Xixi, your luck is really about to change! You must have this baby. Haha, I’m so happy for you!" When they got into the car, Wan Donglin saw Yan Xixi smiling, a healthy glow on her face, and he was delighted. "See? Going out and about more often really lifts your spirits. Xixi, you should get out more often." She said softly, "Mister Wan, thank you so much." He laughed heartily. Even if I were King You, it would be worth anything to win such a smile from a beauty. Wan Donglin accompanied her to the prenatal checkup. Upon receiving the results, the color drained from both their faces. The doctor looked grave. "Mister Wan, the HCG level is far too low. I’m afraid the situation isn’t looking good." Wan Donglin grew anxious. "What do you mean? Is the baby in danger?" "In layman’s terms, these are signs of a spontaneous miscarriage. Look at the B-scan ultrasound results—there’s no fetal heartbeat anymore." A buzz reverberated in Wan Donglin’s mind. "How could this happen? Didn’t you say last time that taking the medication would raise her HCG levels? Why hasn’t it had any effect at all?" "I told you at the time that medication wouldn’t be as effective as hospitalization. But..." "Hospitalize her now! Immediately!" The doctor shook his head. "I’m afraid it’s likely too late now. There’s no need to be overly anxious, Mister Wan. The first three months are a period of natural selection for the fetus. If we try to force the pregnancy to continue, it could easily lead to defects in the child. This situation is quite common. My advice is to let nature take its course this time, and hope for a better outcome next time." "No! How can that be acceptable?" Wan Donglin almost roared. "Hospitalize her! Arrange it immediately! We have to save this child, no matter what!" Yan Xixi kept her head bowed the entire time, quietly touching her stomach, her face deathly pale.