Chapter 700 - What If You Slipped? I’ll Carry You Downstairs. (1/2)

Seeing the look on his face, Luosang couldn’t help but remind him, “Don’t you forget that you were a boy, too.”

Nian Junting pondered seriously and then responded, “That’s right. Two people with the same gender repel each other. Haven’t you heard about that?”

Luosang didn’t reply. She would remember this. It seemed that Nian Junting and a lot of women were attracted to each other. Hearing what Nian Junting said, President He even wanted to cry. He really wanted a boy, but his wife gave him a bunch of girls.

“Since we need to confirm it, go to the hospital with me now.” Nian Junting stood up eagerly.

Luosang realized what had happened when Nian Junting dragged her to the door. “No, I can’t go to the hospital now,” she said.

“Why?” Nian Junting figured it out once he asked that question. “Because of Jiang Qifei?” he asked.

Luosang was stunned. That was as shocking as the fact that she was pregnant. “How do you know?” she asked. So many thoughts popped up in her head at that moment. She couldn’t figure out how Nian Junting knew about that. She had only told An Lan and Yan Su. “Did An Lan tell you about it?”

“I’m so smart and capable. Do I need her to remind me of that?” Nian Junting’s chiseled face wore an unhappy look. He didn’t tell her the truth because first, he wanted to punish her, and second, he wanted her to have his baby. Now, she was punished and was pregnant with his baby. She would never be able to run away from him, so there was no reason for him to keep pretending. However, he didn’t want to talk to her about that now, as they were in the president’s office, and Doctor Han was there, too.

He dragged her quickly to the stairs. But suddenly, he realized that she was pregnant. So he hurriedly stopped and lifted Luosang to his chest.

“What are you doing? Put me down!” Luosang gave a start. They were in the school’s office building, so school leaders could be seen everywhere. How could he do that?

“I can’t.” Nian Junting wore a serious frown. “These are stairs.”

“What’s wrong with the stairs?”