This lowering of her head was nothing short of remarkable.
Although wearing a slim black dress, it could no longer hide Xiaoling's enormous belly, round like a ball—no wonder she waddled.
"Pfft... Ling Xiaoling... you're pregnant?!" Lien blurted out, staring at her in shock.
How long has it been since they last met? She was actually pregnant! Unbelievable.
"Shh, shut up." Xiaoling glared and shoved him inside.
Carefully scanning outside before slipping in herself.
She closed the door with force.
As Xiaoling took off her mask, her face noticeably rounder, her limbs thicker, Lien instantly lost all feelings he might have had.
He had thought he might enjoy some beauty's favor today—turns out, reality had other plans.
"Alright, I came here myself; can you tell me your decision now?"
As a woman, and even more so as a pregnant woman, Xiaoling clearly saw the flicker of change in Lien's eyes.
Sensitive and suspicious as she was, of course, she didn't feel comfortable.
