Hearing Shi Keke’s retching sound, Shi Mei on the other end of the phone had a colder gaze and said coldly, "Shi Keke, I’ve warned you many times, don’t drink coffee on an empty stomach, it hurts your stomach. Why can’t you ever remember?"

He might have thought Shi Keke felt sick because she drank coffee on an empty stomach, since Shi Mei knew about this habit of hers, and he had reminded her many times before that drinking coffee on an empty stomach hurts the stomach, and asked her to change this bad habit.

But Shi Keke didn’t know how to take care of her own body and never took his words to heart, drinking coffee regardless of whether she had breakfast or not.

"It’s got nothing to do with coffee, it’s not the first time I’ve had it." Shi Keke set down the milk, picked up the coffee and took a sip, which finally eased her discomfort.

"Then why did you just retch?" Shi Mei’s voice was deep, sounding somewhat angrily restrained.

"Feeling sick makes you retch." Shi Keke replied rather straightforwardly.

"Don’t you find out the reason why your stomach is uncomfortable?"

"Maybe I’m pregnant. Last month, one night I was drunk, and when I woke up, I found myself in your bed. My intuition tells me you did something to me." Shi Keke said, turning to walk towards the window, pulling open the curtains at the floor-to-ceiling window, leaning her body against the glass, looking at the bustling city, a wicked smile curled at the corner of her mouth.

"Shi Keke." Shi Mei spoke with emphasis, as if a tinge of hostility was transmitted through the phone, "Don’t you know whether anything happened between us."

"I know." Shi Keke smiled, "I was sore all over as if I had been run over by a car, and later I googled it, cough, seems like it’s post-*ex syndrome."

Shi Mei: "..."

Shi Keke: "Seriously brother, what if I am really pregnant? You know our relationship isn’t public yet, we’re still seen as siblings."

"Shi Keke, stop playing dumb with me." That night she was indeed drunk, but clearer than ever. He merely brought some hot water to wipe her face, but she desperately defended her chest, shouting, "Men and women shouldn’t touch, especially those like us with unusual relations, we are siblings, real siblings, shouldn’t cross the line, shouldn’t mess around... no holding hands, no hugging, no touching, no contact... more definitely, no sleeping together... understand?"

At that time, Shi Mei was furious and threw Shi Keke alone in the room. As for her feeling sore all over the next morning, it was entirely her own doing.

He hadn’t even touched her, so if she were pregnant, it would be strange.

"Oh, if you really didn’t do that thing with me, then I might be pregnant with someone else’s." Shi Keke thought for a moment and said, "I plan to go to the hospital after work to check if I’m really pregnant. If I am, I’ll need to find the father of the child."

Shi Mei, driving at the time, heard her words, his eyes turned as cold as frost, he suddenly hit the brakes and stopped the car so abruptly it almost caused the vehicle behind to rear-end.

"Can’t you drive properly! Seriously!"

The driver of the car behind poked his head out of the window, discontentedly muttering, then sat back in the driver’s seat and honked the horn at the car in front.