Third Young Master Jun looked at Ye Lu’s pale little face. His heart constricted, his voice trembling as he asked, "Are you pregnant?"

Ye Lu’s eyelashes fluttered, her face even whiter, but she said nothing.

Her silence further convinced Third Young Master Jun. He felt that she was implicitly confirming the fact.

His eyes lighting up to an extreme, his heart suddenly slammed by an unsuspected violent blow. A mix of trembling and ecstatic emotion surged from every part of his body, straight into his heart, making him find it hard to believe, hard to believe this sudden divine gift.

He used to not understand why other men acted like fools when they first became fathers, finding it absurd.

It’s just a kid, those noisy and soft little things, so troublesome, what’s there to be happy about?

But at this moment, there was no need to distinguish what he felt in his heart. Apart from joy, it was all joy that filled his heart, leaving no room for anything else. He couldn’t help but curl his lips up, grinning like a fool.

"You’re having a baby, you’re really having a baby."

His fingers trembling, he caressed her pale little face, a surge of intense heartache swept over him. Damn it, he had allowed her to fall. His heart suddenly panicked, hastily lifting her up.

"Don’t be afraid, I will definitely protect you and the child!" His voice was firm and powerful.

He swiftly walked towards the door.

Bai Sijia watched his series of actions with a pale face. From the start, he had not looked at her even once. All his attention was focused on that woman. His anxiety, ecstasy, and heartache all laid bare in front of her.

He was never an emotional man, nor would he display strong emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. But because of this woman, he made all his exceptions.

As a woman, nothing is more sensitive than a man’s feelings. At this moment, she was utterly certain about one fact - he loved Ye Lu!

Hurriedly walking to the door.

But he saw a small figure, angry and icy, glaring furiously at Third Young Master Jun.

"The ambulance is here, put her down, you can leave." Ye Yuan’s voice was youthful, yet it carried an authoritative strength, a tone that brooked no refusals.

Third Young Master Jun frowned, but given the urgency, he didn’t want to argue with this little brat.

While walking, he spoke: "Your mommy is pregnant. I am the child’s father. Who leaves, I can’t leave. Brat, I’ll be your stepfather in the future. Is this attitude of yours seeking death?"

Walking out the door he saw the ambulance had arrived, and the medical personnel were pushing a mobile bed over.

He gently placed the profusely sweating, pale-faced Ye Lu onto it, tightly gripping her hand, heartache overwhelming him.

"Don’t be afraid, you’ll be fine."

Ye Lu coldly withdrew her hand. His heart darkened momentarily, but he understood her anger. She had every right to be angry, he was too excessive to her just now – continually hurting her, bullying her, watching as she was heartbroken and desperate, only wanting to experience the thrill and sensation of revenge.

He hadn’t expected that she was carrying his child, enduring so much hardship and difficulty. He tormented and hassled her endlessly and even made her work late into the night in the lab.

Thinking about his foolish actions, he just wanted to slap himself to death!

"She’s actually going to be fine." Ye Yuan rudely pushed him away and followed the moving bed onto the ambulance, coldly looking at Third Young Master Jun, "Because she’s not pregnant at all."

Third Young Master Jun’s face turned unpleasant, he sneered, "What do you, a little brat, know about it? She kept holding her belly all the time."

"You’re really stupid. Without even asking clearly, you put on a foolish look of becoming a father."