Han Yingying looked at Shen Mosheng with some surprise, not expecting him to speak up for her at this time.
"Mosheng, don't indulge her like this, it will spoil her..." Han's mother said helplessly.
Glancing at Han Yingying, who was crying like rain on pear blossoms, Shen Mosheng chuckled lightly, "A little bad is just perfect."
Still not giving up, Han's mother pressed on, "Mosheng, are you really sure? Once the child is gone, there's no way to regret it."
"Mhm, I've thought it through, I respect Yingying's wishes."
Han's mother turned to her daughter, "Yingying, have you thought it through as well?"
"I..."
"I know my words just now were harsh, but after all, it's about a little life. You cannot treat it so cheaply or kill it so casually just because it has not come into the world yet."
"I hope you seriously consider this, and whatever your final decision is, don't regret it and stay true to your heart. I want you to marry Shen Mosheng not because he is so great, but because I believe he can make you happy."
Han Yingying's nose turned sour, "Mom..."
"If you really don't want to marry, we won't marry. If you want to keep the child, we'll raise it together. If not, it's better to take action sooner than later, as it will be more harmful to your body."
"Mom..."
Seeing her daughter with red, tearful eyes looking at her pitifully, Han's mother's heart ached and, a bit exasperated, she poked her daughter's head.
"Look at you, acting as if I'm the evil mother forcing you into marriage."
"Not at all, my mom is the best mom in the world." Embracing her mother, Yingying sweetly snuggled against her shoulder, dispelling all the grievances in her heart.
"You, we've spoiled you. If you pass up such a good man like Shen Mosheng, you're not allowed to cry about it later."
Han Yingying pouted, refusing to concede with a hmph, "I won't."
"Yes, yes, you won't. But don't ever be so reckless again. If you make the same mistake, I won't be soft-hearted even if you cry to death."
"How could there be a next time? I was scared to death this time," Han Yingying said, still frightened.
She never thought that after being so well-behaved for twenty years, she would do something so absurd.
"It's good you know your mistake, now go and properly apologize to Mosheng. Both of you are at fault in this matter."
Leaving her mother's shoulder, Han Yingying suddenly became shy, "Shen Mosheng, sorry for troubling you. And for the harsh words I said earlier, I'm sorry."
"I'm the one who should be saying sorry," Shen Mosheng expressed apologetically, "It's my lack of self-control, not holding back, that scared you."
Han Yingying's face heated up, "You, don't say such embarrassing things."
What does 'not holding back' mean!
"Hmm?" Shen Mosheng was somewhat puzzled.
Is apologizing that embarrassing?
Seeing his expression, Han Yingying didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Was this man too unaware, or was he just too experienced?
"Yingying?" Seeing Han Yingying just staring at him without speaking, Shen Mosheng grew more puzzled.
Han's father and mother at the side were trying to hold back their laughter, but not helping.
Han Yingying quickly changed the subject, "First go with me to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow. I'll think about the child for a few more days. Whether I keep it or not, I'll let you know for sure."
Shen Mosheng's face brightened, "Okay."
"Don't be happy just yet, I only said I would consider the matter of the child, I didn't say I would consider marrying you." Feeling a bit guilty at those words, Han Yingying quickly added forcefully.
"The matter of marrying you doesn't even need thinking about, it's impossible, it's out of the question!"