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Lin Yan's ears turned red, and she whispered, "This is improper, there are others here."
The things they had just said were certainly overheard by the driver.
Lu Chenyuan pinched the burning tip of Lin Yan's ear and said gently, "Let's go home. My back is aching; I can't do much recently because of the pain. Maybe it's due to the bad weather."
Lin Yan placed her hand on Lu Chenyuan's waist, which was like a weather forecast—aching slightly whenever it was cloudy.
"I have a pregnancy test in my bag. Let's check tomorrow morning."
Lu Chenyuan had never rushed Lin Yan about this matter, trusting that she knew what she was doing. If she was pregnant, he would let her decide whether to keep it or not.
Deep down, he hoped to keep the baby. After all, it was a tiny life, even though he wasn't the type to long for numerous children.
