Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce-Chapter 853 - 852: Pregnant (2)

For the sake of staying in shape, Ji Xinxin hadn’t tasted flavorful soup for quite a long time. This bowl of fish soup was delicious, with a hint of sweetness and a slight bitterness, leaving a lingering taste. Ji Xinxin gulped it down in one go, unable to help but praise, "Xiaxia, your cooking skills are getting better and better!"

Back in the day, Ling Chuxia was just like her, a pampered young lady who never touched household chores, but after she married Shi Che, she eventually honed great cooking skills to please him.

Ling Chuxia wasn’t the least bit humble, smiling with bright eyes, "That’s right, even Shi Che, who doesn’t like fish soup, has started drinking it now."

"Stop showing off your happiness in front of me." Ji Xinxin rolled her eyes and snorted lightly, then picked up her chopsticks and ate heartily.

Ling Chuxia watched Ji Xinxin eat as if she hadn’t eaten in months, shaking her head with a laugh. She picked up the bowl of fish soup with both hands and took a small sip.

However, she hadn’t even swallowed the small sip when a wave of nausea and queasiness surged up rapidly, unstoppable. Ling Chuxia instinctively covered her mouth, stood up, and ran toward the bathroom.

Ji Xinxin froze for a second before reacting, then quickly got up to follow her.

Ling Chuxia rushed into the bathroom and vomited into the toilet. Just moments ago, everything seemed fine, but now her stomach felt like it was churning and stirring violently, provoking her to vomit nonstop.

Ji Xinxin hurried over and saw Ling Chuxia vomiting intensely. A hint of worry flashed in her eyes as she gently patted Ling Chuxia’s back, asking in confusion, "Xiaxia, why are you vomiting so badly? Did you eat something wrong?"

At that moment, Ling Chuxia couldn’t answer Ji Xinxin, and Ji Xinxin didn’t press further, waiting for her to finish vomiting and helping her stand up. Ling Chuxia walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, and cupped her hands with water to rinse her mouth, finally catching her breath.

Ji Xinxin supported Ling Chuxia as they walked out, sitting her on the sofa, and then said, "I’ll pour you a glass of water."

Ling Chuxia leaned back against the sofa, her face slightly pale, her brow faintly furrowed. After vomiting so much, she felt a bit dizzy.

Ji Xinxin returned with a cup of warm water and helped Ling Chuxia take a few sips. The warmth of the water in her stomach eased Ling Chuxia’s furrowed brows a little.

Ji Xinxin sat beside her, speaking with concern, "Xiaxia, are you feeling better?"

Ling Chuxia drank more than half of the warm water, feeling much better, and nodded towards Ji Xinxin, "Much better."

However, the worry in Ji Xinxin’s eyes hadn’t completely faded. She stared at Ling Chuxia’s pale little face for a long while, as if something struck her, hesitated repeatedly, and finally asked, "Xiaxia, this month... has your period come?"

The implication of Ji Xinxin’s question was immediately clear to Ling Chuxia. She suddenly remembered; she should have gotten her period at the beginning of the month, but now it was mid-month, and her period hadn’t yet come...

A chill ran up Ling Chuxia’s spine, and she suddenly sat up straight.

But quickly, she shook her head firmly, "Xinxin, it’s definitely not what you’re thinking. I... my body can’t get pregnant."

This was something Ling Chuxia hadn’t told Ji Xinxin before, so when she said it, Ji Xinxin was taken aback, "Can’t get pregnant?"