"Anning! Anning!" Yu Zexiao was startled, knowing she had been feeling dizzy and unwell these past few days, unable to eat anything, nauseated by greasy smells, and could only drink plain porridge. He had also hoped for her to get pregnant soon and refrained from giving her special medication, so her recovery was slow.

As she fainted, the family members immediately gathered around her, "Anning, are you okay?"

Without a word, he rushed her to the hospital. Beside him, even Xia Ziyu, possibly really scared by her fainting, didn’t say anything unpleasant anymore. Instead, Yu Shenglin frowned and reprimanded her a bit, "You should know she’s been suffering from a cold these days, yet you still speak so harshly!"

"How could I know her health is so frail? Like she’s made of paper, she fainted before she even finished her sentence! Seriously, is she the one with the weak constitution or am I?" Xia Ziyu protested, arguing back. However, she felt somewhat guilty inside and followed them all the way to the hospital, watching as Anning was taken into the ER, and even asked, "How is she?"

Yu Zexiao shook his head, his eyes fixed on the inside. After a while, he said, "Grandma, I’ve already said it, I’ll marry her in the future. As for the child, we plan to consider IVF. Please, don’t mention these things anymore. And besides, I intend to marry Anning once her health improves."

Just now, Xia Ziyu’s argument with him reminded everyone of the most perilous times five years ago. They didn’t need to mention Shen Lanxiao; Yu Jingxi and Yu Shenglin were not the type to easily forget acts of kindness. After all, Jian Anning wasn’t incapable of childbirth; IVF was just IVF. As long as it was a Yu Family descendant, it didn’t matter how it came about.

"Alright!" Yu Shenglin spoke. As the head of the Yu Family, although Xia Ziyu usually had a lot to say, when it came to making major decisions, it was still him who had the final say and set the tone.

"Enough talking." Yu Shenglin glanced at his grandson. This grandson used to be so jumping and arrogant, not at all steady. But recently, he noticed he finally showed some mature and steady qualities of a man.

In the Yu Family, they couldn’t be people who forgot favors and righteousness. As long as the girl was good, and obedient in the future, and the grandson hoped for it, naturally, there was nothing much to say.

"Have you thought it through? Want to marry her? Take on the responsibilities and duties of being a husband and father?"

"Yes, I’ve thought it through a long time ago." Yu Zexiao nodded. In fact, he was ready five years ago, but Situ Xuan unexpectedly intervened at the last moment, delaying this decision by five years.

"Good." Yu Shenglin nodded, "Then I’ll decide, you can get married."

"Old man!" Xia Ziyu was taken aback and immediately asked.

"Grandfather, you agree?"

"He’s already in his thirties, isn’t it absurd to not be able to make his own decisions about marriage?" Yu Shenglin’s voice was calm, but carried an unyielding authority, "Besides, you know the girl is indeed well-behaved and proper. You two decide about the child, it’s not considered an advanced maternal age before 35, no need to rush. Pay attention and don’t make your grandmother and parents worry!"

"Got it!" Yu Zexiao’s face was full of joy, as he spoke, the doctor came out. Yu Zexiao immediately went up, "Doctor, how is she?"

The doctor glanced at them, shook his head, and said, "It’s no use asking me. I’m not an obstetrician!"