"I think breaking a hand would definitely be very painful," Wen Meimei emphasized.
Qiao Chengxun looked at his pregnant wife's innocent and tender expression, feeling a bit uneasy. He averted his gaze and unintentionally noticed her thinning hair.
He used to help Meimei wash her hair, and Meimei would lose a lot of hair, but he thought it was a normal phenomenon during pregnancy and never paid much attention to it.
Not until this afternoon...
No, this is just a normal symptom of hair loss during pregnancy. Meimei won't leave him.
Qiao Chengxun numbed himself like a fool, suppressing his thoughts and stopping himself from overthinking.
As they went downstairs to the first floor, Qiao Chengxun seated his pregnant wife at the dining table, personally serving her food and soup, "See if my cooking suits your taste. If not, I'll have the chef come."
