I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 882 - 880: Wedding Invitation (2)

Chapter 882: Chapter 880: Wedding Invitation (2)

She didn’t immerse herself in the emotional turbulence that Han Zhijin caused for too long before swiftly looking up Xia Wan’an’s phone number and dialing it.

...

Today was Wednesday, the day Han Jingnian had promised Han Laotai to have dinner with Director Chen and Director Chen’s friend’s daughter.

Starting in the afternoon, Xia Wan’an, who had stayed at home and barely gone out, had been frequently thinking about Han Jingnian’s dinner. Fortunately, with Xiaojingzi’s company, Xia Wan’an was able to divert her thoughts slightly. However, as time slipped away, the closer it got to dinner, the more restless she felt.

By the dinner hour at seven o’clock, Xia Wan’an was utterly unable to sit still, even Xiaojingzi cuddling up to her and acting cute couldn’t distract her anymore.

Xia Wan’an paced around the room a few times but still felt a suffocating heaviness in her chest. No, she couldn’t just sit at home and dwell on things; otherwise, before Han Jingnian’s dinner—which was more or less a blind date—was over, she would have drowned herself in a barrel of jealousy.

She needed to find something to do... but what?

As Xia Wan’an pondered, she remembered she hadn’t seen Song Youman in a few days. Song Youman had messaged her a couple of days ago, mentioning her due date was this weekend... Instead of being anxious at home, it might be better to go see Youman now...

Quickly making up her mind, Xia Wan’an changed into fresh clothes, grabbed her phone, called a car, and left the house.

Traffic in Beijing after seven was at its peak, but fortunately, the apartment Han Jingnian had bought wasn’t far from where Song Youman lived. Even with severe traffic, as long as the car could move, it wouldn’t take too long. So, in about twenty minutes, Xia Wan’an could already see the tall buildings of Song Youman’s residential complex.

However, due to the still horrendous traffic conditions, although it appeared close, the car would take almost ten more minutes to get there.

Just as Xia Wan’an considered moving forward a bit more and then messaging Song Youman to get ready to be picked up, her phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Song Youman... truly a case of great minds thinking alike!

As she thought this, Xia Wan’an cheerfully answered the call. She was just about to gigglingly tell Song Youman that she was about to call her, that she must have been reading her mind when she heard Song Youman’s listless voice, "An’an..."

Xia Wan’an’s words that were on the tip of her tongue instantly turned into concern, "Youman, what’s wrong?"

"I, I... I’m going into labor..." Song Youman seemed to be in severe pain, speaking intermittently, "I, I am at home... getting ready, ready to go to the hospital..."

Upon hearing this, Xia Wan’an, without any hesitation, firmly ordered the driver in front, "Stop the car!"

The driver quickly hit the brakes, he hadn’t even asked Xia Wan’an what was the matter when a red banknote fell beside him, and the girl who was seated at the back had already pushed open the car door.

As the girl got out of the car, she spoke on the phone with a tone filled with as much urgency and tension as if facing a major crisis, "Youman, don’t panic, I’m near your place now, I’ll be there shortly, you wait for me..."

"And, don’t hang up the phone, I feel more at ease talking to you like this..."

Xia Wan’an, who got out of the car in the middle of the road, didn’t care that there was no sidewalk beneath her feet, directly crossed the road, then amidst the cursing of several drivers, she rapidly dashed towards the residential complex entrance about five hundred meters ahead.