Chapter 318: Pregnant

"Sss… so many people signed up."

Su Huan looked at the app on Qin Yun's phone; after several days of buzz, the number of registrants had surpassed fifty million.

Qin Yun's total followers across all online platforms barely exceeded two hundred million, even after removing duplicates—if you removed duplicates, a hundred and fifty million would be generous.

But now, the registrant count on this app was real—each number one person, no duplicates whatsoever. The ratio was so high it was almost unimaginable.

"The lure of one hundred thousand dollars is truly immense."

Su Huan sighed; under normal circumstances, she'd never have guessed so many would sign up. After all, Qin Yun hadn't even revealed what the livestream would entail—no one knew if it might be deadly.

Many were just there for the spectacle.

But with a hundred thousand dollars at stake, it was different.

Even if you just wanted to try your luck, what if you won? Regardless of what happened afterward, at least if you were selected, you got one hundred thousand dollars right away. Whether in China or abroad, that was a massive sum.

As far as she knew, even in the U. S., one hundred thousand dollars equaled over a year's salary for an average wage earner.

Qin Yun held a tablet, scribbling on it; hearing Su Huan's sigh, he chuckled: "What can I say? I thought of this method back then. Without the prize incentive, he might not have signed up at all—if he didn't sign up, I couldn't lock his location."

Su Huan rolled her eyes at him; only these past two days had she learned that the bus hijacking incident now known across the internet had been resolved by the man right in front of her. No wonder he'd gone all the way to Garissa instead of returning straight from Nairobi.

Though the matter now seemed resolved, anyone could imagine how dangerous it had been.

They were armed bandits. Even with state backing, Qin Yun was alone. This wasn't some American superhero movie with Rambo or John McClane—these guys weren't indestructible like cockroaches. If he got shot, Qin Yun would bleed, just like anyone else.

"I hope I never run into something like this again."

All Su Huan could do was pray.

She put down her phone and leaned against Qin Yun's shoulder, looking at the tablet: "Mango, Tomato, and Zhejiang TV have all come knocking. What do you say?"

Qin Yun didn't look up, his stylus still moving: "Which one do you think is better?"

"The three TV stations offered similar prices, but you know how TV networks are—they want far more rights than any of the online platforms. Su Huan smiled, recalling the demands from each platform. "Besides, live broadcasting by TV stations is highly unlikely—so that alone is enough to rule them out."

Qin Yun looked at her: "So how did you negotiate?"

"I negotiated broadcast rights with all three TV stations, buying by episode count—like second or third-run syndication. As for live streaming, I think we should just partner directly with Douyin. No need to find another partner."

Qin Yun thought for a moment, then nodded: "Fine. But since five ordinary people are involved, we must prepare safety measures in advance—so we can respond instantly to any situation."

"Mm, don't worry about that. You just focus on planning the livestream." Su Huan took the tablet from his hand and placed it aside, then straddled his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and cooing sweetly, "Chairman, my parents are coming to Hangzhou in a few days. Should I invite your mom too, for dinner together?"

"Your parents are coming to visit?" Qin Yun blinked, gripping her slender waist. "When?"

"Mid-Autumn Festival. This year it's tied to National Day—eleven days off—so they want to tour Jiangnan."

Qin Yun immediately said: "Perfect. I was already deciding whether to go back to Zhoushan or Hebei for the long holiday. Now I'll just invite my mom and your parents to Hangzhou."

He grinned mischievously, pinching her hip with his right hand: "Someone's eager to get married, isn't she?"

Su Huan didn't deny it. She cupped Qin Yun's face and kissed him hard, then leaned close to his ear: "Mm, because I think my period's late."

At that, Qin Yun froze, then realized what she meant—his eyes widened.

"What did you say?"

Su Huan blushed slightly, lightly tapping his chest: "My period's late. What's the big deal? It's not even certain yet…"

"You're perfectly healthy, never stay up late, your routine's flawless—how could it just be delayed for no reason? Didn't you test?"

Su Huan blinked her big, doe-like eyes, looking innocent: "Can you even test that soon?"

Qin Yun was speechless. He had experience—he'd prepared thoroughly back then to get Song Ya pregnant, but all that effort had become just memory.

"It's been nearly a month since I went to Africa—if you're pregnant, a pregnancy test will show it now."

Saying that, he grew excited, standing up from the sofa while holding her.

"Come on, let's go get an HCG test."

Watching Qin Yun's excitement, Su Huan felt uneasy, afraid this might end in empty hope.

They arrived at the hospital, registered, queued, had blood drawn, and waited for results.

"Honey, if I'm not pregnant… will you be disappointed?" Su Huan could tell Qin Yun was deeply hoping—this made her nervous, torn between fear and longing.

Qin Yun pinched her nose: "Hmph, if you're not pregnant, you'll find out just how tough your husband is—you won't be able to get out of bed for ten days."

"Hmph, we'll see who ends up stuck in bed."

A nearby auntie shot them a startled glance, then moved farther away.

They exchanged a smile, utterly unembarrassed.

"I'll go check again."

Qin Yun stood up again, walked to the self-service printer, scanned, and the screen popped up: You have a lab report ready for printing.

His heart tightened; he grew anxious.

"Zzzz—!"

As the machine hummed, a lab report slowly emerged.

Su Huan stood up too, but stayed back, watching from a distance.

Watching Qin Yun pick up the paper, watching him turn around, watching his face light up with excitement—her heart finally settled.

She hurried over, leaning in to read the report.

【Beta-Human Chorionic Gonadotropin (β-HCG) - 286.5 - Reference Range (0-5.0)】

【Progesterone (P) - 22.3 - Reference Range…………】

They looked at each other. Qin Yun swallowed hard: "These numbers… mean I'm pregnant, right?"

"Should we ask the doctor?"

"Let's go!"

They were both college graduates—they could easily understand these simple numbers. But right now, they felt like illiterates, desperate for a professional to confirm it.

Without waiting to be called, they walked straight into the consultation room, smiled apologetically at the patient inside, and Qin Yun shamelessly laid the report on the doctor's desk.

"Doctor, could you please tell us what this means?"

The doctor glanced over and smiled faintly: "Congratulations, your wife is pregnant."

"Really?"

"Really."

Qin Yun burst with joy, wrapping his arms around Su Huan: "Hahaha, Xiao Huan, you're pregnant, you're pregnant!"

Su Huan was equally excited; the two jumped and danced around the doctor's office.

After a long while, Qin Yun finally came to his senses. He quickly apologized to the doctor and the other patients, then pulled Su Huan away.

Back at home, Qin Yun suddenly realized something.

"Xiao Huan, those first two days after I came back, we were so… intense… could that have been bad?"

Su Huan gave him a look. "Only now do you think of it? It's too late. But since today's test results are all normal, it probably didn't affect anything."

Qin Yun exhaled in relief: "Good, good. From now on, we'll stop for a while, just to avoid accidents."

"No way!" Su Huan immediately objected. "I did my research—even when pregnant, the early stage is fine, as long as we don't go too…"

"Too what…"

"Naughty, go cook. I'm hungry."

"Got it!"

Qin Yun walked into the kitchen with a dry chuckle. Before closing the door, he stuck his head out to add one more thing.

"By the way, you're not allowed to cook or prepare meals in the kitchen anymore. Remember that."