Chapter 3 Inside the Womb
“Charge—!”
When I regained awareness, I was already a tiny life.
Although I couldn’t see or move, I could hear the outside world.
“Honey, I have good news. I’m pregnant!”
That sweet voice was definitely this world’s female lead, Si Han.
But the next moment came Ji Shijing’s terrified, trembling voice.
“We can’t keep this child.”
“Why?” Si Han’s tone turned cold instantly.
Ji Shijing lowered his voice. “I consulted a master. A child conceived on the nineteenth is a lone star of misfortune, the reincarnation of a tyrant landlord. It will only be a demon child. We can’t keep it. We really can’t.”
“Darling, let’s try again in a few years.”
Si Han gave a cold laugh. “What excuse is that? I think you’re mourning. Your childhood sweetheart Lin Yi died, and you’re so heartbroken you want to observe three years of widowhood and can’t hold a happy event, right?”
Ji Shijing hurried to explain. “Si Han, what nonsense are you saying? I never liked her. I am glad she is dead.”
“Fine, fine, we’ll have the baby. We’ll have it.”
At two in the morning, I heard Ji Shijing, still awake, kowtowing to Si Han’s belly.
“Please, as long as it’s not Lin Yi, even if it’s the Red Boy or the Bull Demon King, it’s fine. If worst comes to worst, even Lazy Sheep is acceptable.”
Then he started muttering to himself for reassurance. “It won’t happen. It can’t be such a coincidence that she successfully reincarnates here.”
A few months later, I heard Ji Shijing’s scream.
Si Han and the doctor shot him looks that said he was brain-damaged.
The 187-centimeter man trembled in front of the ultrasound machine.
“That… the child my wife is carrying… just now, in the image, it gave me a scissors hand…”
He tried to explain, but no one would believe such an absurd claim.
The doctor smoothed things over with a smile. “Oh, your husband is just too excited. A six-month-old fetus has limbs but can’t make peace signs.”
Inside Si Han’s belly, I almost laughed myself into stitches.
Yes, I had just flashed a peace sign.
Purely to scare this turtle grandson.
That night after the checkup, I heard Ji Shijing brainwashing himself again.
“It won’t happen, it won’t… Even if it’s a daughter it might not be her. Ji Shijing, don’t scare yourself. Relax. God definitely won’t make things difficult for you.”