Tiantian said in her baby voice, “Godma, we’re here for a prenatal check, but it seems like I’m not actually pregnant!”

She was totally oblivious to the fact that Inky’s face had already darkened. So much for it being a secret between the two of them!

“What…?” Li Yanmo’s mother was so shocked that she stumbled backward, a bemused expression quickly forming on her face.

Watching her godma’s reaction, Tiantian seemed to have realized something and asked with a pout, “Couldn’t we have babies from kissing?”

She sounded as if she were about to cry; her eyes were welling up with tears, and her lashes were trembling, the dam of tears threatening to break at any moment.

Mama Li crouched down and gently caressed her little face, comforting her. “Don’t cry, Darling. You are still little, so you can’t have any babies yet. You can have babies with Inky when you’re all grown up, all right?”

“Wah! Why couldn’t it be now!” The little girl starting crying even louder, her face streaked with tears. Anyone who hadn’t known any better might think she was being abused.

“I don’t care. I wanna carry his child now! Wah…”

No matter how Li Yanmo’s mother tried to pacify her, Tiantian’s tears wouldn’t stop falling.

“I’m not going to have a kid with you,” said Li Yanmo, his lips set in a grim line. After throwing a piece of tissue at her face, he walked out of the hospital briskly.

“Inky, wait for me…” Tiantian stopped crying as soon as he left and quickly chased after him.

Li Yanmo’s mother was baffled. Despite her effort in consoling Tiantian, all it took was a line from her son.

After that day, Ning Tiantian realized a serious problem: Inky was ignoring her.

He didn’t allow her to share his bed or his mug. He also stopped speaking to her or permitting her to come near him.

It didn’t matter whether she called him her hubby, or kicked up a big fuss. It was apparent from his facial expression that he was not to be bothered.

What’s worse was that her godmother had to fly overseas for a photoshoot, and her godfather was busy with meetings at work. The only people around were the two of them and a nanny.

The nanny would leave after cleaning the house and preparing the meals, and Li Yanmo simply stayed in his room to finish his homework.

Tiantian was virtually alone in the huge villa. She would curl up on the couch every day, watching idol dramas on her own. Such a peaceful atmosphere did not suit someone as playful and lively as Tiantian.

The day before preschool started, Tiantian couldn’t hold it in any longer!

Wearing her pink slippers which went “ta, ta, ta” as she ran upstairs, she slowly opened the door to Li Yanmo’s room, peeking inside cautiously. It was a heart-breaking sight. Tiantian cut a pitiful figure, her eyes glistening with tears and her brows creased, as she watched Li Yanmo at his desk.

She said softly, “Inky…”

There was no response.

Seated at his study desk, Li Yanmo appeared to not have heard her; he was busy scribbling with a pen.

But if someone were to stand before him, they would have seen a tablet with the internet browser open and a search with the keywords, “How babies are made”.

He was making notes as he went through the search results, frowning every now and then. It was evident that he was unable to fully comprehend everything he had just read.

“Don’t be angry anymore, Inky,” said Tiantian in a soft, whiny voice. The little girl didn’t even dare shout his nickname, for fear of making things worse.

Li Yanmo finally turned toward her, with his brows furrowed.