1215: She Would Forgive Him... Right?

She Would Forgive Him... Right?

Tan Bengbeng pursed her lips when she saw how tongue-tied he was.1

"That was a casual question, as few people would undergo a vasectomy procedure at such a young age. It's fine if you don't feel like talking about it."

"…"

What does it feel like to have a tour around hell and come back alive?

This was exactly what Qi Yan was feeling.

It was as if he had been given a new lease of life, but it felt way worse than that.

If he told her now that his brain was fine and he had not undergone a vasectomy procedure, that he had told her a white lie because she was trembling so much from the fear of getting pregnant…

She would forgive him… Right?

Even if she could not forgive him, she would not simply beat him to death, right?

Would she feel better if he told her that he would be responsible for her and that he also wanted to have a dozen more kids with her?

Well, judging from her current reaction, he was thinking that this would not be the case.

She might simply head straight into the kitchen for a chopper and castrate him.

He was terrified!

Qi Yan forcefully swallowed his saliva.

He consoled himself in his heart; he was neither afraid of death nor was he afraid of losing his genitals.

He was merely worried that her angry mood would hurt her and the baby.

Yes!

For her, for the baby, as well as for safety, it would be better if he told her the truth once she had agreed to get together with him or when she fell in love with him.

Qi Yan cleared his throat and placed the cup of water down.

"Actually I have done it… On a whim."

He had lied on a whim when he saw her trembling in fear on the bed.

"Why do you look a little weird?"

As Tan Bengbeng stared at his changing facial expression, she thought that she had offended him by asking this question and bit her lip guiltily.

To her, a normal person would not go for a vasectomy procedure for no good reason.

Perhaps, he has been hurt by love in the past.

Or perhaps, he has got some sort of an unmentionable illness, something too embarrassing to mention…

But anyway, this involved his privacy and she should not have asked him about it so bluntly.

"I suddenly remembered that a pot of soup is boiling in the kitchen, I'll go check on it!" Tan Bengbeng excused herself as she stood up from the chair and headed toward the kitchen.

Qi Yan knew very clearly that the kitchen did not have any boiling soup.

All of a sudden, he reached out to grab onto her and spoke indifferently.

"There isn't any soup in the pot, but you can get some rice for me instead."

"…"

As Tan Bengbeng stared at his bowl that was still half-filled with rice, she blinked her eyes in confusion and looked at him with a puzzled face.

Qi Yan replied calmly without a single bit of fluster, "I like to eat in a bowl that is filled entirely with rice."

"…"

Indeed, he wasn't a normal human being.

Tan Bengbeng entered the kitchen and filled his bowl up with rice.

After a temporary buffer, the atmosphere was back to normal.

After Qi Yan had eaten two mouthfuls of rice, he looked at Tan Bengbeng who sat in front of him, hesitant to speak.

He knew that she wanted to ask if he had managed to dispense the antidote for Mo Chengxian.

His gaze flicked and he casually spoke up.

"I don't like to talk about work when I am having my meal. However, if you are in a hurry, we can play the 'Question and Answer' game, just like we used to."

"Alright, I'll ask you the question first! I want to know if you have managed to dispense the antidote for the elderly head?" Tan Bengbeng popped the question swiftly.

Qi Yan replied, "Not yet, my turn first. Just now you asked me why I had a vasectomy, and now, I also want to know why you do not like kids?"

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