Shen Shiqing felt a surge of emotions.
He naturally understood that, judging from everyone's reactions to the gifts today, girls still really like jewelry.
But when Yin Yue said that jewelry was burdensome, she was just trying to comfort him.
He held Yin Yue's hand gently and said, "Xiaoyue, I will do my best to give you everything that's best."
However, looking at the two small stones on the coffee table, Shen Shiqing asked, "Then what about these?"
Yin Yue thought seriously and then said, "Why not keep them, for our son or daughter in the future."
Upon hearing this, Shen Shiqing's heart melted.
He looked at Yin Yue with soft, tender eyes and said, "Alright!"
"But," Yin Yue changed the topic and said, "I... I had a miscarriage before. I don't know if I can still conceive, and I'm not sure if it will happen again."
She didn't dare to look up at him.
Because that child wasn't his.
Yin Yue lowered her head, her voice growing softer.
