"Great Mr. Chen Yu, having been successfully elected as the leader of the human race last night, do you have anything you'd like to say to the whole world?" Chen Yu got out of bed, bewildered and still undressed, "I don't know, I just woke up...” …
"Why."
"You will completely get lost in the chaotic stream of time." After using the restroom, the old lady pulled up her trousers and looked back at her own traces.
When she saw the title above her head through the "water light," she was stunned, "Huh? How did my title become [Not So Saintly Pregnant Woman]?"
Chen Yu: "Don't ask. You probably don't want to know."
"Good gracious!" The old lady was shocked: "You don't even spare an old lady!"
Chen Yu: "Shut up. You weren't an old lady decades ago."
"How annoying." The old lady blushed shyly.
With his hands in his pockets, Chen Yu was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you suggest that I shouldn't go out now?"
"It's my daughter who doesn't want you to go out now."
"Her?" Chen Yu pointed at the old lady's belly.
"Yep!" The old lady nodded repeatedly: "So, I won't let you go out. Are you angry?"
Chen Yu's expression remained calm.
Not a single emotional fluctuation could be seen.
Old lady: "..."
Chen Yu: "..."