"Actually, this is also a type of prenatal depression!" Ling Feng shrugged and said, "No need to make a fuss about it!"
"But I'm a man!" Feng Tianyi exclaimed in surprise, "Could men really have prenatal depression? Are you kidding me!"
Ling Feng looked at him with disdain, "Just look at your clueless expression. Who said men can't have prenatal depression? What surprised me, though, is that the self-proclaimed nightclub prince Feng Tianyi would also be so nervous and uneasy!"
"Well, isn't it because I've found true love?" Feng Tianyi said with a face full of sweetness, "Brother Ling, Xiaofei and I have already set the date—it's five days from now. For the past few days, I've been busy running through the wedding preparations! Although Xiaofei keeps insisting on everything being simple, I don't want that to be the case!"
