Jian Xi rolled her eyes at her.
Wan Yu giggled nonstop. "He's doing great—rejuvenated, and seems to have matured a lot, becoming more composed. In short, he has changed."
"Hmm."
Nothing out of the ordinary is better than anything.
She touched her belly. "Another month, and I'll be able to unload."
"Are you really not coming back to China?" Wan Yu asked.
Jian Xi hesitated, then shook her head. "Starting a new life, away from those who irritate me, is the first step in prenatal care."
She didn't dare to say that going back to China meant entering Si Yuhuan's territory, where she feared she might die an even more miserable death.
A surge of fierce hatred erupted from Jian Xi. Wan Yu, seeing her tense up all over, couldn't help but ask, "If you're not coming back, then don't. But what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing. Maybe I'm just tired. You should rest for a while."
Wan Yu sensed something was off with Jian Xi!
This girl must be hiding something from me!
