She changed into her clothes and left the house.
She hardly intervened in Gu Zichen's affairs, and Gu Zichen wouldn't tell her his matters either.
It wasn't about guard, distrust, or anything else, but simply that they were in completely different spheres, and Qiao Xiguan couldn't be of any help.
Many times, for her and for him, involvement without the ability to help was just futile and a waste.
So both of them understood without saying, each doing their own thing.
She did not disturb him.
He did not bother her.
Qiao Xiguan walked silently towards the backyard alone.
The air was crisp and fresh.
The 9 AM sun was neither too high nor too low, lazily warming, said to even provide calcium.
She was pregnant now and needed calcium.
She walked past the large outdoor swimming pool and chose a clean swing to sit on, gently swaying.
Rocking gently, she half-closed her eyes, feeling the warm autumn breeze and the dazzling sunlight.
