The sky was cloudless, and the sun blazed overhead.
Yucheng was entering the hottest period of the year, and Shen Hanqian, who was six months pregnant, was diligently designing the marketing plan for the next quarter in her office.
After working for two consecutive hours, she stood up from her boss chair, looked at the sky outside, stretched her lazy waist, and yawned again.
She habitually touched her belly. "Baby, is working with Mommy exhausting for you? You have to bear with it, okay? You need to adapt to Mommy's work pace, right? We can't just do nothing all day, can we?"
The baby in her belly seemed to understand and gave her a hard kick. "Oh, you heard that and agree with Mommy, right?"
The belly gave her another response.
"Daughter, we're indeed mother and daughter at heart, aren't we?" Shen Hanqian touched her belly again.
