"Alright then."
***
By the time Gu Lili's gunshot wound had healed, it was already August.
She was thirty-three weeks pregnant.
More than eight months.
During this period, with Long Yubei by her side, Gu Lili's life had been smooth, and she was peacefully waiting for the arrival of the twins.
There were no more attacks.
Lin Yueer had not shown up again, either.
Of course, Su Changzhi had also not appeared again.
Initially, Long Yubei would leave at eight in the morning and return punctually at four in the afternoon.
But as the due date drew nearer, to prevent any unforeseen preterm labor, he simply worked from home, spending twenty-four hours a day with Gu Lili.
Not only that, but he also forcibly talked and chatted with the babies in her belly every day, often about things that Gu Lili found useless.
For example, he repeated the phrase "I am your father" every day as if it was nonsense.
As if without saying it, the children in her belly wouldn't be his own.
