After she finished speaking, Lu Fengxuan covered her face with both hands, wiping away the surging tears.
As if in an instant, she regained her usual calm and confidence, her eyes became indifferent, colder, and sharper.
She was not oblivious to the fact that this pregnancy seemed to make her much more vulnerable.
Her emotions were always influenced by him, weeping and wailing over things, which was really unlike her.
When she first got pregnant with Xiaoyi and Jiujiu, she wasn't this fragile. It was only after falling in love that she became so easily broken.
Lu Fengxuan pressed her fingers into the flesh of her palm, forcing herself to calm down, and even moved her body backward slightly.
Yu Chiyin vaguely sensed a slight change in her and without hesitation, turned around to face her.
