CHAPTER 1039: CHAPTER 1039: NATURAL CONCEPTION 2 UPDATE, MWAH (4)

"Alright..."

"Um... Mr. Qin... Then you can carry Miss Mu back now. She just had anesthesia injected... and will need three hours before she can get up... Also, today happens to be Miss Mu’s ovulation period. If you wish to have a child, paired with the medication Miss Mu took to assist ovulation... today is an excellent day for intimacy... I’ll await your good news."

Qin Mu: "..."

Mu Wan: "..."

Indeed, if... we’re not going for IVF.

Then it has to be... a natural conception right now.

Mu Wan’s eyes trembled upon hearing this; she could feel Qin Mu, who was carrying her, stiffen noticeably.

Injected with anesthesia, Mu Wan felt hazy all over; her body trembled uncontrollably from the tension.

Qin Mu pressed his thin lips into a firm line. His piercing gaze swept toward Lula as he remarked, "Alright..."

With that, Qin Mu bent down and scooped Mu Wan directly into his arms.

Mu Wan: "..."

Mu Wan felt herself securely wrapped in his embrace as he strode toward the door of the examination room.

His arm was warm... holding her tightly... without the slightest trace of letting go.

Mu Wan’s reddened eyes glistened with tears. Despite her efforts to suppress her emotions, she couldn’t stop the stream trickling down her face.

Years of pent-up sorrow burst forth all at once.

There she was... lying on the surgical table, nearly able to feel her heart turn cold, freezing into an icy core... void of all warmth.

But the moment Qin Mu appeared, the ice shattered instantly.

Perhaps... women are sentimental creatures after all.

Especially those consumed by unrequited love; all it takes is a fleeting glance, or a devilish smile... just the slightest hint of warmth.

And she... would dive toward it recklessly like a moth to a flame.

Qin Mu: "..."

The woman in his arms... seemed utterly inconsolable.

Just moments ago on the hospital bed, she had been quietly clutching her hands, muffling soft sobs.

Though she tried her best to endure, she finally broke down, trembling as she cried audibly.

Qin Mu carried Mu Wan to the passenger seat and gently settled her into the soft chair, her delicate frame resting against the cushioning.

"Mu Wan, let’s go home."

"Alright."

Mu Wan struggled to keep her sobbing, tear-streaked appearance hidden from him. After replying, she shakily lifted her hand to wipe the tears away from the corners of her eyes.

But... the tears refused to stop, falling like pearls from a broken string, one after another.

Avoiding his gaze, Mu Wan rasped out with a hoarse voice, "Qin Mu, why did you change your mind halfway through?"

Qin Mu’s lips pressed into another tight line at her question, his dark eyes flickering with a fleeting depth before suppressing the stirring unease within himself.

"Because the cost of IVF is rather high, and... the idea of extraction somehow repels me. I’d rather not go through it."

Mu Wan: "..."

If she hadn’t secretly admired this man for so many years, understanding his thoughts deeply—though his heart said one thing, the words that escaped his lips were always nonchalant, carefree, tinged with defiance.

She... might have truly believed him.

His words stirred something within her heartstrings.

"Okay."

Mu Wan responded faintly, her small hands struggling to clear the remaining tears from her face.

Just moments earlier... Lula had almost instructed her to take off her pants... nearly proceeded.

He appeared like a savior... rescuing her entirely from the suffocating situation.

Years later, whenever Mu Wan recalled this moment, she would see it as Qin Mu’s most strikingly heroic act.