She did not immerse herself in the emotional fluctuations that Han Zhijin brought to her for too long, so she quickly found Xia Wan'an's phone number and dialed it out.

…

Today is Wednesday, and it is the day when Han Jingnian promised Old Mrs. Han to have dinner with Mr. Chen and Mr. Chen’s friend’s daughter.

From the afternoon, Xia Wan'an, who stayed at home and didn't go out much, often thought about Han Jingnian's dinner. Fortunately, with a small mirror, Xia Wan'an could still divert her thoughts, but as time passed, the closer the dinner point was, the more irritated she felt in her heart.

At the dinner time at 7 o'clock in the evening, Xia Wan'an was completely unable to sit still. Even the small mirror was touching her to act cute, and she couldn't divert her thoughts.

Xia Wan'an walked around the house for a few times, but still felt her chest was stuffy. No, she could not think about it alone at home, otherwise Han Jingnian would have buried herself in a vinegar bucket and drowned before she finished her meal.

She has to find something to do... what to do?

Xia Wan'an thought about it and thought that she hadn't seen Song Youman for a few days. Two days ago, Song Youman sent her a message saying that her due date was this weekend... Rather than being so anxious at home, it would be better to go and see Youman now...

Soon, Xia Wan'an, who had made the decision, changed her clothes and called a car out with her cell phone.

It was a traffic jam in Beijing at around 7 o'clock. Fortunately, the apartment that Han Jingnian bought is not far from where Song Youman lives. Even if the road conditions are blocked, as long as the car can move, it will not take long. So in about twenty minutes, Xia Wan'an could already see the building in Song Youman's community.

However, due to the road conditions, it was still very congested, and although it seemed to be close, it took about ten minutes for the car to drive over.

Just as Xia Wan'an thought about driving a while, and then sent a message to Song Youman, asking her to pick her up, her cell phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Song Youman... I really deserve to be a sister, and I have a good understanding of each other!

Thinking of this, Xia Wan'an answered the phone happily. She was about to tell Song Youman with a smile that when she was about to call her, her phone called. When she was simply a worm in her belly, Song Youman's weak voice came from the phone: "An An..."

Xia Wan'an's words turned into concern in an instant: "Youman, what's wrong?"

"I, I...I'm going to give birth..." Song Youman seemed to be in great pain, and his words were intermittent: "I, I'm at home now...I'm ready to go to the hospital..."

Hearing Xia Wan'an here, he almost hesitated and said firmly to the driver in front of him: "Stop!"

The driver hurriedly stepped on the brakes. Before he could ask Xia Wan'an what was wrong, a red banknote fell beside him, and the girl sitting behind the car had already pushed open the door.

While getting off the car, the girl spoke in an anxious and nervous tone as if she was facing a great enemy: "Youman, don't worry, I'm near your house, I'll arrive soon, wait for me..."

"Also, don't hang up the phone. I'm more at ease when you talk to me like this..."

Xia Wan'an, who got off the bus in the middle of the main road, crossed the road without caring about the lack of sidewalks under his feet. Then, amid the scolding of several drivers, quickly rushed to the entrance of the community about 500 meters ahead.

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