RMM -Chapter 141 The Baby’s Gender

Since noon, Su Ruo had been thinking about what to wear and how to dress that afternoon so she wouldn’t look bloated or awkward.

Yes, this afternoon she was going to the hospital with Xi Yuechen. And for what…?

Of course, it was to find out the baby’s gender!

Su Ruo planned that after the check-up, the two of them would stroll around, grab a meal, and do something a little romantic—just like other young couples.

If Xi Yuechen knew about this, he would definitely frown and coldly refuse. Icebergs like him have no clue what romance even is.

So Su Ruo didn’t tell him about her afternoon plans. She figured she could just pull him along—how could he abandon her?

When Su Ruo, looking a bit awkward, sought Shen Liang’s advice, he teased her but agreed, even suggesting they linger a bit and not rush home.

Su Ruo only mentioned casually that they might wander around after the hospital, but Shen Liang, clever as she was, immediately saw through Su Ruo’s intentions. Without exposing her, she encouraged the plan. After all, a date helps a young couple grow closer.

Still, Shen Liang insisted Su Ruo call her immediately with the results. She said it didn’t matter whether it was a boy or a girl, but she couldn’t help being curious. It was like a cat scratching at her heart, and now she was a little impatient.

So, following Shen Liang’s countless reminders, Su Ruo and Xi Yuechen left the house together.

“Director, do you prefer a boy or a girl?”

After the check-up, Su Ruo and Xi Yuechen sat in the empty office, a little anxious as she asked.

This was Dr. Chen’s office; Su Ruo always went directly to him. After the check-up, Dr. Chen generously left the space to the young couple.

“Hm.” Xi Yuechen really did lower his eyes to think for a moment. Su Ruo gripped her hands tightly, nervous. “Either is fine.”

He looked at her and said softly, a faint smile flickering in his eyes: As long as it’s your child, I like it.

“Liar. How can it possibly be the same?”

Su Ruo pouted, clearly not believing him. That was obviously just a line to comfort her.

In truth, Su Ruo hoped this baby would be a boy. Though their family already had many men, and Shen Liang always said she liked girls, girls were cute and obedient, easy to love.

But Su Ruo didn’t think that way. The Xi family was a prominent one, with high status and power. How could such a family not need a male heir? It wasn’t just a matter of tradition—it was the family’s hope.

Although unspoken, her grandfather and father-in-law surely hoped for a boy. Just like in ancient times, a family needed a son to continue the line. Even if the outdated notion of “carrying on the family name” wasn’t fashionable, inevitably the family needed a male heir, especially the politically influential Xi family.

So, Su Ruo earnestly hoped for a son. Beyond family expectations, she felt a sense of duty. Once fulfilled, she could breathe easier.

Of course, no one pressured her directly, but Su Ruo understood the logic. Even though she planned to have another child later, she still worried this one might be a girl.

If this one was a boy, the next pregnancy would be pressure-free—so easy!

As Su Ruo expected, both Xi Jian’an and her father-in-law secretly wished for a boy. Families like theirs truly needed a male heir, not out of outdated beliefs or gender preference, but for the family’s continuity.

Even though there was Yuehui, if Yuechen didn’t have a son, he could only hope for Yuehui. So if this child were a boy—the legitimate grandson—many future matters would be simplified.

Thus, although Su Ruo was no longer the refined young lady molded by the family, she was sharp-minded. She had already thought many things through.

Hearing Su Ruo’s words, Xi Yuechen glanced at her, noticing her tightly clenched hands. It was clear she was nervous. He found it slightly amusing. Why be nervous? Any child—boy or girl—was equally wonderful. Born of her, the baby was destined to be cherished.

Xi Yuechen truly was oblivious in such matters, never overthinking things.

“All the same. Both are fine.” Xi Yuechen repeated seriously.

Su Ruo quietly rolled her eyes. Why ask him such questions? In subjective matters, he always went with the flow. How could he weigh the merits of sons versus daughters? Sure, he’d recently become a little more aware, but that was just the tip of the iceberg. Overall, he was still an iceberg.

Knowing he was sincere—that to him, boys and girls were equally good—Su Ruo realized the most carefree person in this family was probably the Director himself.

Although being a soldier was tough and dangerous, and meant years away from home, at least it was his choice. He liked this life. Even if others thought he was courting hardship, under the Xi family’s protection, what life was impossible? He simply chose the military path and embraced it willingly.

This was probably the freedom Xi Yuechen enjoyed most. When he chose to join the military, no one opposed it. They respected his decision, never interfering. While Xi Yuechen’s success in the army benefited the family, the Xi family’s focus remained on politics. Strength in the military was secondary to consolidating political power.

Allowing Xi Yuechen to serve in the military was also a family calculation. Naturally reserved and clear-cut in judgment, he was unsuited for the political sphere. Better to let him thrive freely in the army.

From childhood, Xi Yuechen had been **, never spoiled, never crying, so the family paid him less attention. Meanwhile, Xi Yuehui was mischievous, often causing trouble but also charming, naturally gaining more affection. Only when Xi Yuechen chose the military did the family realize he was already grown, planning his own life. They regretted neglecting him, but it was too late—he was about to leave home to carve out his path, and no compensation could ever erase that.

Out of late love and guilt, the family let Xi Yuechen make his own decisions, never interfering.

In the army, Xi Yuechen worked hard willingly, while family responsibilities fell to Xi Yuehui.

Of course, the Xi family had no shortage of successors.

Fortunately, Xi Yuehui didn’t mind politics. Since his older brother served in the military, he could focus on government work without conflict.

So, Xi Yuechen might be aloof, but he was arguably the freest in the Xi family, living entirely by his own choices.

No wonder he sincerely believed that with Su Ruo, a child—son or daughter—would always be perfect.

“Director, I realize you seem cold and distant, but actually, you’re quite lucky.”

Su Ruo sighed softly, thinking that such a cold person was fortunate to have a loving family; otherwise, who knew what kind of life he might have led.

Xi Yuehui only raised an eyebrow at her comment, not asking anything. He assumed it was just her pregnancy quirks acting up. After all, pregnant women could be inexplicably whimsical.

Su Ruo noticed Xi Yuechen didn’t understand, so she said nothing. After all, it’s said, it’s rare to be delightfully confused. For someone as smart as the Director, she happily allowed this one lapse.

At that moment, the office door opened. Su Ruo looked up and saw Dr. Chen, beaming, which made her tense. She hurried to stand.

Xi Yuechen noticed and stood first, reaching out to support her. With six months pregnant, even a normally simple action was slightly tiring.

Supported by Xi Yuechen, Su Ruo stood and quickly asked, “Dr. Chen, do we know?”

Seeing her nervousness, Dr. Chen chuckled, his eyes smiling. “Actually, we already knew the baby’s gender from earlier checks. Since you didn’t ask, I didn’t mention it. But since you came today specifically, I double-checked for accuracy.”

Dr. Chen deliberately drew it out. Su Ruo didn’t care about the preamble—she just wanted to know. But she couldn’t interrupt him, so she patiently listened.

Noticing the forced smile on Su Ruo’s face, Dr. Chen stopped joking. He saw the slight discontent on Xi Yuechen’s face and knew it was aimed at him. If he delayed further, Xi Yuechen might directly express it. The Director’s reputation was well-known; anyone timid like her wouldn’t dare challenge him.

“Congratulations, Mr. Xi and Miss Su. It’s a boy, and he’s very healthy.” Dr. Chen said with a smile.

A boy?!

Heavens, could life be any kinder? Whatever she wished for, she got. This was surreal, like a dream.

Su Ruo didn’t cheer immediately. She stayed calm for a moment, stunned by the reality.

Xi Yuechen, true to his words, considered sons and daughters equally fine. So hearing it was a boy didn’t elicit any overt emotion.

He did feel a small pang of regret, though. He had secretly wondered if a daughter might be exquisitely cute, like the tiny woman beside him—would she call him “Daddy” with a delicate little face?

So hearing it was a boy, though his expression remained calm, he felt a slight disappointment.

Like ripples on water, the disappointment vanished quickly. Xi Yuechen didn’t dwell on it.

Seeing Su Ruo deep in thought and unusually calm—she had been anxious before—he asked, “Ruo Ruo?”

“Ah?” Snapped back to reality, Su Ruo’s face suddenly lit up like sunshine. “It’s a boy! Wonderful!”

Xi Yuechen didn’t understand why she was so excited, but seeing her joyful, radiant smile erased his lingering disappointment. He looked at her with full affection.

Dr. Chen watched the couple interact and chuckled—what a sweet, loving pair.

Su Ruo couldn’t contain her excitement. A boy! Now she could rest easy. Next time, she could have a daughter, completing the family.

She smiled foolishly to herself, gently caressing her growing belly.

Xi Yuechen sighed inwardly. Where was the “motherly” grace? She seemed to get sillier by the day.