"I'm still young." Wen Nuan's cheeks were flushed with shyness. She pouted slightly, but her pretty face was filled with boundless tenderness.
Baby... The thought of having a baby with Leng Yan made her feel it would certainly be adorable.
**
From a distance, Ji Wei stood on the street wearing oversized sunglasses, staring blankly at the two people at the mall entrance. Especially when Leng Yan's fingers touched Wen Nuan's belly, tears streamed down her face.
"You're out in public, weeping like this naturally attracts attention. Moreover, your car is parked right at the mall entrance; a keen paparazzi might already have caught your scent. Planning to hold a press conference in a few days to explain why you cried on the street?"
The slightly chilly voice reached Ji Wei's ears, causing her to bite her lip tightly. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand, frowning as she looked to her side:
"Thank you, Young Master Ye, for reminding me."
