Chapter 409
Good Evening, Mr President!
409 Am I pregnant?
âReally?â She was suspicious, but her uneasiness was slightly appeased at his words.
âItâs true! You must not open the door for her! Also, no matter who knocks on the door, you must not open it! Do you know that?â Chi zuxu worriedly reminded her over the phone.
âYingluo, yes.â
Chi Yi nodded obediently under the blanket.
Her scared heart seemed to gradually calm down, and she was not so panicked all of a sudden. Sure enough, little uncleâs voice was more magical to her. It was like a tranquilizer that injected into her Restless Heart, making her calm down in an instant.
âLittle uncle, thank you. I feel much better now, Yingluo.â
She thanked him sincerely and licked her red lips awkwardly. did I mess with you? â
âNo, Iâm free here,â In fact, Chi zuxu was already extremely busy with an important case at hand.
Chi Yi tried to poke her head out of the blanket and finally had the courage to look outside. uncle, I donât think thereâs any more movement over here.
âYouâre not afraid?â
âA little bit moaned.â
However, after hearing his voice, she was really not that afraid anymore.
âCan you be alone for a while?â
âHe should be fine now.â She answered weakly.
if you canât get through to my phone later, call uncle Shi Rong and ask him to comfort you, understand? â Chi zuxu worriedly warned his niece.
âYingluo, okay.â
Actually, Chi Yi wanted to say that calling uncle Shi Rong would not be of much use. The only person who could comfort her was probably her little uncle!
then, Iâll hang up first. she did not want to hang up at all.
âLetâs wait a little longer!â Chi zuxu said.
âWhat?â
âLetâs chat a little longer!â He was worried that she would still be afraid.
âLittle uncle, are you driving?â
âYou can tell?â
âMm! I can hear the music in your car.â
âDo you like it? If you like it, Iâll make it louder for you to hear.â
âAlright,â he said.
Then, a familiar melody came from the other end of the phone.
This song was called âmarry youâ. Before she went to the United States, Chi Yi did not understand the general idea of the lyrics, but she did after she went there.
âItâsabeautifulnightweârelookingforsomethingdumbtodo,HeybabyIthinkIwannamarryyou,Itâsitthelookinyoureyesorisitthisdancingjuice,WhocaresbabyIthinkIwannamarryyou............â
The comfortable melody was lively and made people happy.
Chi Yi leaned against the headboard, hugged the blanket, closed her eyes, and listened quietly.
Suddenly, she heard Chi zuxu ask a question with a deeper meaning over the phone, â âDo you understand the lyrics?â
âYueyue understands.â
He raised the volume of his singing even higher so that his niece could hear him more clearly.
This was actually a proposal song:
the night is so beautiful, let us do some cute and stupid things. My baby, I only want to marry you. It doesnât matter if itâs because your eyes are blurred or because your dance is too beautiful. Baby, I just want to marry you. I know thereâs a small church on the tree-lined path. We can go there. No one will notice Qianqian tell me, baby, tell me, baby, tell me, youâre willing, Qianqian.
For some reason, as Chi Yi listened, she suddenly felt her eyes burning. She reached out to touch them and realized that the corners of her eyes had unknowingly become wet with tears.