My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious Chapter 1047 - 957: Let’s Make Up

Mu Sha paused, briefly, then simply responded, "Okay."

She sensed something was peculiar about Boss Yan today, though she couldn't pinpoint the exact reason. Mulling over Yan Lv's previous indifference, she found his current demeanor a stark contrast. His unusual enthusiasm, inquiring about her work schedule, weekend availability, and even her safe driving, felt out of character.

All these subtle signs confirmed to her that Yan Lv was acting strangely today.

"I'm truly something else," Yan Lv muttered internally. "I desperately want to ask if she's confirmed the pregnancy, yet the words just won't come out. Yan Lv, you're really not yourself."

Yan Lv had stumbled upon the pregnancy test stick yesterday. The trash bag hadn't been disposed of promptly, and as he tossed out a coffee packet, his eyes landed on the unmistakable double lines.

While he hadn't examined a pregnancy test stick up close before, he understood the basic implications of a positive result. He'd seen them depicted often enough in television dramas and films. Thus, upon seeing the prominent double lines, his initial thought was that his eyes were deceiving him. After a moment of confirmation, he found himself stunned and lost in thought for an unknown duration before slowly regaining his composure.

Up until this very moment, an inexplicable sense of excitement had been surging within him.

However, Mu Sha's exceedingly calm reaction had genuinely taken him by surprise. Even with a positive pregnancy test, a hospital confirmation is typically sought for peace of mind. There's always a chance of a false positive; after all, mistakes can happen.

"Is it possible she herself isn't certain if she's truly pregnant? Or perhaps she hasn't had the opportunity to visit the hospital for confirmation?"

With these thoughts swirling, Yan Lv had posed the question about her weekend availability, hoping to subtly encourage Mu Sha to visit the hospital for a health check-up. He wished to avoid revealing that he had already seen the pregnancy test stick, forcing him to inquire indirectly and leading him to believe Mu Sha might find his behavior odd.

"A hospital confirmation is still essential. If Mu Sha is indeed pregnant, our relationship dynamics will inevitably shift because of this child."

Jin Jing had lost touch with Xu Jiaojiao for some time. When he did manage to reach her, it was usually her assistant who answered, stating she was either occupied with work or filming and generally unavailable for calls. Initially, he accepted her busyness as the truth, but eventually, he realized these were merely excuses, a realization that completely soured his mood.

"Xu Jiaojiao, are you truly going to ghost me again? Haven't we just reconciled?"

A persistent gloom had overshadowed Jin Jing's mood, causing him to miss a call from Meng Chengjun. It wasn't until his phone had been recharged that he noticed the missed call notification. Squinting, he returned the call without a word.

"My phone was charging, so I didn't hear it ring. Did you need me to accompany you for another check-up?"

Jin Jing's immediate thought was regarding the various medical examinations. He wasn't sure how many check-ups a pregnant individual typically required until the process was complete, recalling that monthly check-ups, and even more comprehensive assessments, were common before childbirth.

"I, I didn't call about a check-up. I just... missed you."

Hearing Yue Chengjun's words, Jin Jing's heart found a measure of peace. He simply replied with an "Oh," lacking any further inclination to continue the conversation. His thoughts, however, wandered to Xu Jiaojiao, wishing it were her voice expressing such sentiments.

Yue Chengjun perceived Jin Jing's silence, and the atmosphere between them grew noticeably quiet, a faint hint of coldness touching the corners of her lips.

Xu Jiaojiao felt a pang of melancholy, her gaze fixed on the two figures not far away. She watched Lin Xiaoxiao and Hua Tiantian engaged in hushed conversation, while she sat alone, drinking glumly, sip after deliberate sip.

"Jiaojiao, why are you so quiet?"

Lin Xiaoxiao, understanding Xu Jiaojiao's unspoken desires better than anyone, felt a shift in her own perspective. Looking earnestly into the other woman's eyes, she became lost in thought.