Pregnancy is not bitter

The page he opened was densely packed with writing.

At first glance, it wasn't very clear.

Shang Hexing was about to bend down and pick up the diary, but Wen Zhi was quicker. She snatched it up, closed it, and hugged it to her chest.

Shang Hexing straightened up, his gaze falling on the diary in her arms, "Afraid I'll glimpse your secrets?"

"What secrets could I possibly have?" Wen Zhi denied vehemently.

When Wen Zhi denied it this time, her gaze did not waver in the slightest. Either she had nothing to feel guilty about, or this diary did not contain any of her weaknesses.

"Then why are you holding it so tightly?" He had caught the flicker of panic in her eyes.

Wen Zhi's grip loosened, and she let the diary dangle at her side, "A diary is everyone's privacy, my reaction is normal."

Shang Hexing expressed understanding, "Then you better keep it secure."

Having said that, Shang Hexing turned around, pretending to leave.