"Master, I know you're amazing. I just wanted to ask if you could tell me whether I'm having a boy or a girl."
She had a faint smile on her face as she asked, but her eyes betrayed a hint of panic.
[What the heck, don't tell me this is gender discrimination!]
[Is she that desperate for a boy? Girls are great these days, too.]
[What century are we in? How can people still favor boys over girls?]
[Maybe she's hoping for a daughter?]
[I doubt it. Anyone who makes a special trip to ask the gender is never hoping for a girl.]
As she spoke, the woman once again gently caressed her stomach.
Her expression was gentle, even possessing the unique tenderness of a mother.
A faint smile played on her lips, as if she were eagerly awaiting Su Nian's answer, yet her eyes alone held a flicker of terror.
But Su Nian sidestepped the question and asked another one instead.
"Was this child conceived naturally?"
