Snapping out of his daze, Feng Zhexuan replied, "Zheming, I will head over immediately. Please take good care of Yuling."
"Understood," Wei Zheming replied.
After ending the call, disbelief lingered on Feng Zhexuan's face. His mind spun as he tried to recall his memories.
They had always used protection during their intimate moments, due to his wife's young age. He hadn't wanted her to endure pregnancy so early.
However, as he sifted through his memories, one night came to mind. That night, he returned drunk after a social gathering. His recollection of that evening was hazy, except for the passionate and crazy night shared with his wife.
He couldn't remember whether protection had been used or not during their intimacy. Considering how sore he had felt in the morning, he concluded it must have been a vigorous night. Realizing this might be the cause of his wife's unplanned pregnancy, he slapped his face in frustration.
SLAP!