Mu Wan was in dizzying pain, but seeing Qin Mu by her side made her feel she could endure anything.
At last, Mu Wan was on the verge of fainting from the pain, and then she heard Aunt Li excitedly say: "I see the head, take a deep breath, and push harder!"
"Mm."
Qin Mu's palms were slick with sweat from nervousness, and he kept wiping the sweat off Mu Wan's forehead with a towel.
Mu Wan opened her eyes slowly under the man's gentle wiping, and whispered, "Qin Mu... I... love you."
Worried she might not have the chance to say it later, and worried there might be no chance in the future.
Any opportunity to say it should be seized.
She's never been someone who expresses her feelings well.
Over the years, it has always been Qin Mu who understood and supported her.
Mu Wan felt grateful to Qin Mu...
Qin Mu: "..."
He knew Mu Wan loved him.
He just regretted that he could have known years earlier; now is it too late?
