Noon, twelve o'clock.
"Knock knock knock!" The sound of knocking echoed.
Ye Yuqiao, who had been sitting on the sofa deep in thought, got up and went to open the door. As the door swung open, there stood Chen Hao, his face brimming with a smile.
"Your majesty the Queen, are you hungry?" Chen Hao asked with a light chuckle. He reached out to touch Yuqiao's abdomen and said, "Let's see if you've gone hungry."
After a light snort, Ye Yuqiao's furrowed brows relaxed. While pinching Chen Hao's cheek, she complained, "Jerk, you've come back so late!"
Chen Hao laughed heartily twice and entered the room, closing the door tightly behind him. Then, he spread his arms open and gently embraced Ye Yuqiao, sighing, "We had such a long meeting just now, and in the end, no one could determine what was going on."