Xie Wanqing threw herself into her brother's arms and burst into tears, unable to speak, crying her heart out as if she could finally release the grievances she had bottled up over the past year.
Xie YanYu was still in a daze until his clothes were soaked with tears, finally snapping back to reality.
It really is my sister.
No other girl would throw herself into his arms like this and cry heedlessly of her appearance.
He opened his mouth, about to say something but was stopped by Ji Chengfeng who had gotten off the carriage behind him.
Finally aware that they were in a public place and it wasn't the right time to talk.
He gently patted the back of the person in his arms and whispered, "Be good, let's get on the carriage first."
As he spoke, he finally noticed something, looking downwards.
Xie Wanqing's pregnancy was evident; her limbs were still slender, her back frail and thin, apart from the protruding belly, she didn't look like a pregnant woman.
