After she spoke, she smiled, her eyes sweeping over her other colleagues as if seeking their approval.
Some people nodded along, while others coughed lightly to hide their awkwardness.
"I… I'm really fine! I'm just going for a routine checkup!"
Yuan Zhihe bit her lip, forcing herself to stay calm.
"They're encouraging premarital checkups now, right? I'm just going through the motions."
"Oh—so that's how it is."
Shanshan let out a long sigh of relief, one hand on her chest, her acting especially convincing.
"I thought you couldn't hide it anymore and were rushing to have the wedding banquet."
"Oh, come on, Shanshan, isn't that a bit of a stretch? Would our little Junior Sister Yuan do something like that? You're underestimating her! Don't you agree, Junior Sister Yuan?"
A senior colleague immediately jumped in, her tone as indignant as a protective family member's.
She walked over to Yuan Zhihe and patted her on the shoulder, but the force was anything but light.
