Bai Qianqian watched the tall figure disappear through the door, her hand tightly gripping the sheet beneath her. He said he wanted the child, but he didn't mention wanting the child's mother.
She and Bai Jingqing were destined not to end up together in this lifetime.
Her hand gently touched her little belly, how foolish could she be? She was carrying a baby in her belly, and she didn't even know it!
Would her baby come earlier than Qingxin's baby? Now her waistline was starting to thicken. She must be few months pregnant.
Bai Qianqian felt desolate. She really didn't know what to do.
Not long after Bai Jingqing left, he came back with a bowl of stewed egg custard.
Bai Qianqian had already lied down, her eyes fixating on the outside window. Bai Jingqing sat down and said, "Get up, and have something to eat."