"Yiting, stop talking." Xia Yueqing's heart skipped a beat, and by the time she reacted to stop Pei Yiting, it was already too late.
Pei Yiting had already shared the news with Zhen Shuangyan.
He then glanced at Xia Yueqing with a scrutinizing look, as if questioning why it shouldn't be said.
To Pei Yiting, whether Zhen Shuangyan knew or not didn't matter, as long as the old lady didn't know for now.
But if Zhen Shuangyan knew, there was an advantage. If what happened earlier occurred again, it was uncertain if he wouldn't worry and forbid Xia Yueqing from entering this hospital room again.
"Aunt has the right to know, besides, your pregnancy is good news." Pei Yiting replied to Xia Yueqing in a leisurely manner, his expression frank and open.
Xia Yueqing forced a smile, not responding to Pei Yiting's words, her eyes instinctively looking at Zhen Shuangyan's face.
