Mu Jingnan was exhausted. He sat down on the sofa and leaned his head back in despair.
His eyes, weary, stared at the ceiling, and his thoughts drifted away.
Was the current situation really what he wanted?
Yao Wangshu... was a responsibility he could not shirk.
He couldn't just watch her die... Her depression, if traced back, was caused and worsened by him.
Yunshu... He couldn't let her suffer any more grievances.
Letting her go freely was the last thing he could do for her.
......
After finding out she was pregnant, Lu Meng couldn't help but find herself strange no matter how she looked.
After her shower, she stood in front of the mirror, looking at her belly.
She rubbed it and then patted it lightly twice, producing a crisp sound.
"Hmph, it doesn't seem that much bigger, so how did a child suddenly appear?"
Lu Meng raised her head, looking at herself in the mirror. Her face had indeed gained some flesh, but not too noticeably.
