All that lies ahead is unknown, even with endless tender affection and love.
Seeing her somewhat distracted, Shen Chi knew she was letting her thoughts run wild again.
They say that pregnant women are the most suspicious and sensitive, and it really is true.
He pulled the invitation from her hands, his voice deep, "We will be together forever."
Xu Chaomu still seemed lost in thought. Is that so?
For some reason, at this moment, her mind was filled with images of Shen Cexian and Zhou Ran. Especially Zhou Ran, the aunt she once liked so much.
It was precisely because she had liked her that when she found out it was Zhou Ran who had killed her mother, Xu Mengxi, she lost control.
If five years ago, she had died, or had a mental breakdown, that would be it, but... she had not.
Shen Chi laid the invitation aside and his large hand gently stroked her long hair.
His clean, long fingers picked up the wisps of hair by her ears and gently tucked them behind.