Li Shaoxian came out of the bathroom, looked at Qiao Ling who was already lying on the bed resting, and asked, "Did you tell the family about your pregnancy?"
Qiao Ling opened her eyes and asked, "Which family?"
Li Shaoxian paused in his hair drying motion, "Of course our family. You're carrying my child, naturally, you should inform our family."
"I just found out today, haven't had the chance to tell them yet. Why do I have to say it? If you want to tell them so badly, why don't you do it?"
"Unbelievable, getting pregnant makes you act like an Empress. Fine, considering you're pregnant, I won't make it hard for you. Go to sleep."
Shortly after Li Shaoxian lay down, he fell asleep, but no matter how hard Qiao Ling tried, she couldn't fall asleep.
On such a night, looking at the man lying next to her, a man she didn't love, the sense of desolation grew even stronger.
How did she end up like this?
