Chapter 248: Chapter 149: Aunt Song Can Get Pregnant

Lu Yuan lifted Aunt Song onto the office desk in front of him, his eyes glued to her lightly made-up face.

Lu Yuan could feel his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

That pounding was the best proof of how much he adored her look.

The purplish-pink satin dress.

Lifting the curtain was all it would take.

Like a city gate left unguarded.

Aunt Song was like a carefree oriole, her cries crisp and melodious, full of a fresh, joyful energy.

Lu Yuan and Aunt Song spent the better part of the afternoon on that office desk.

Aunt Song was left panting, streams of sweat tracing paths down her cheeks and smudging her delicate makeup.

Song Meiqin showed Lu Yuan her elbows. "Look," she said, "both of my elbows are red. They’re a little sore."

Lu Yuan’s heart ached as he rubbed her elbows.

’In the heat of the moment, who could possibly pay attention to something like that?’

Aunt Song had been propped up on her elbows for a long time, shifting back and forth with Lu Yuan’s movements.

It was no surprise the hard surface of the desk had chafed her elbows red.

Aunt Song watched Lu Yuan massage her elbows, touched by how much he cared.

A warm feeling spread through her heart.

But Aunt Song had no intention of letting Lu Yuan off so easily. She clung to him, saying, "It wasn’t just my elbows that got chafed..."

Aunt Song shyly fiddled with her purplish-pink satin dress. "Look back here, too!"

She wasn’t wrong.

It was bright red, like a monkey’s rump.

Aunt Song quickly pulled her dress down, not letting Lu Yuan stare any longer.

Then she turned, stood up, and swatted him playfully. "In any case," she said in a coquettish tone, "you have to admit this is all your fault!"

Song Meiqin poked Lu Yuan’s forehead with her finger, exactly like an elder scolding a junior.

Lu Yuan couldn’t help but laugh at Aunt Song’s antics.

’Aunt Song was a grown woman, yet here she was acting like a little girl in front of him.’

’It was uniquely charming!’

Song Meiqin grabbed Lu Yuan’s collar with one hand, pulling him close. "Tell me," she said, "do you think I can still get pregnant? When will it happen?"

Lu Yuan knew Aunt Song was anxious. After all, his wife and Aunt Zhao had both recently gotten pregnant. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Every day, Song Meiqin dreamed of being able to give Lu Yuan a child.

But he had been the one to diagnose her with infertility, and the news had struck her like a bolt from the blue, shattering her heart.

It took several days of Lu Yuan, Su Liyan, and Zhao Qiao’er taking turns comforting her before Song Meiqin’s usual smile finally returned.

But even though Song Meiqin seemed cheerful on the surface, Lu Yuan knew she hadn’t truly gotten over it.

No matter how bitter the Chinese medicine Lu Yuan prescribed was, Aunt Song would down it in a few gulps without a single complaint.

Song Meiqin wanted to conceive Lu Yuan’s child as soon as possible. Only then would she feel like she truly belonged to him.

Lu Yuan patted her hand reassuringly. "Don’t worry, Aunt Song. I prepared the medicine myself, so I guarantee it’s working. After these few months of treatment, I’m confident your infertility will be cured. Here, let me take your pulse again."

After he spoke, Lu Yuan helped Song Meiqin sit down across from him.

Song Meiqin obediently extended her right hand for Lu Yuan to take her pulse.

As Lu Yuan took her pulse, he could feel that aside from a slightly fast heartbeat, her pulse was steady and strong. She was in excellent health!

Song Meiqin watched Lu Yuan, feeling a knot of anxiety in her stomach, afraid she might hear bad news.

Lu Yuan put on an air of exaggerated wisdom, pretending to stroke a long, invisible beard at his chin with his left hand.

Lu Yuan even let out a thoughtful "Tsk!"

Song Meiqin’s heart skipped a beat when she heard that sound, and she didn’t dare say a word.

Lu Yuan said, "From your pulse, I can tell that aside from your heart beating a little fast, you also had intercourse not too long ago. And it seems to have been quite... vigorous."

Uhh...

’Song Meiqin stared at the man before her, momentarily speechless. ’Whether I did or not, shouldn’t you, of all people, know that perfectly well? You need to take my pulse to figure that out?’’

"Haha! Congratulations, Aunt Song," Lu Yuan said with a laugh. "My diagnosis is that you are in perfect health, with no issues whatsoever."

’Aunt Song froze. Did that mean... her infertility was cured?’

’If it was cured, didn’t that mean she could get pregnant if they just picked the right time?’

’All those months of drinking that bitter medicine... Song Meiqin hadn’t suffered for nothing.’

Song Meiqin was so overjoyed she leaped to her feet.

One of her feet was still in a high heel, the other planted on the floor.

She had completely forgotten about her appearance.

Hopping with excitement, Song Meiqin threw herself into Lu Yuan’s arms, rambling, "This is wonderful, just wonderful! I can finally get pregnant! I can have my man’s baby..."

Lu Yuan held her, patting her back. He didn’t say much, just murmured in agreement, "Yes, yes... it’s wonderful."

This sudden good news was so overwhelming that Song Meiqin couldn’t hold back her emotions.

It’s often true that you don’t appreciate what you have until it’s gone. And when you get it back, you cherish it all the more.

Huddled in Lu Yuan’s embrace, Aunt Song began to cry—tears of pure joy.

Lu Yuan felt her happy tears.

He didn’t say a word, simply kissing the tears from her cheeks.