"Hehe, since the check-up is done, shall we go back?" Leng Yan deliberately took a step forward, purposely avoiding that piece of paper, his eyes still gentle: "Is there anything you feel like eating? I can call Sister Ping to make it."
He wouldn't look at it; he only wanted Wen Nuan's child.
"Yan, can we eat out today?" Ji Wei still held the ultrasound image in her hand, her heart filled with disappointment. But seeing his eyes, so tender and watery, her dissatisfaction faded away, and she grabbed his hand: "I haven't eaten out for a long time, and given my current state, no one will recognize me."
Every time she went out, she made sure to disguise herself well, afraid of being captured by paparazzi.
"I have to rush back to the office." Leng Yan frowned lightly and patted Ji Wei's shoulder: "I didn't finish explaining the work when I came here, and there are some documents I need to sign. Let Xiao Liu accompany you, eat more, you've lost weight recently."
"Well... okay."
