189, I'm pregnant! Hope it's a daughter!

Xiao Chen spent over an hour in Yuan Dongzhi's office, discussing a lot about the Divine Plant Cult and significant domestic figures.

It was almost 10 p.m. when he and Shen Qinghan, each dragging their luggage, headed home.

The campus was quiet and serene during winter break at 10 at night.

Walking along the campus roads, there were hardly any students to be seen.

The only thing present was the intermittent evening breeze.

It brought a slight chill when it brushed across the face, which felt rather pleasant.

"Xiao Chen, the school is so quiet, nothing like its usual bustle," Shen Qinghan remarked.

"It's normal; it's still winter break, and students have gone home for the New Year," Xiao Chen replied.

If it were summer vacation, many students might choose to stay on campus to study or take on tasks for credits.

But during winter break, which was shorter and included the Spring Festival, very few students stayed.