"But I'm already... thirty-eight..."
Wen Shulin's tears broke through again, but this time, they weren't purely out of sadness; they were mixed with hope and anxiety. "Thirty-eight... is it too late?"
Chen Cheng held her tighter with a heartache, "It's not too late, not at all."
"Medical science is so advanced now, older mothers are quite common. We'll find the best doctors, create the most suitable plan, and we'll work hard together, okay?"
He released her slightly and cupped her face, looking seriously into her eyes, "Shulin, I love you. Whether or not you can have children, I love the strong, brave, independent, and kind you."
"Husband... I..." Wen Shulin leaned in and kissed Chen Cheng deeply.
Chen Cheng kissed her back tightly, and Wen Shulin's tears flowed freely across her face, but warmth and determination grew in her heart.
