"Young Master, I've brought the car over, where are you?" Xiaojing's call came, and Leng Yan stood at the entrance of a store beside the duck neck stall, watching her walk away alone with a bag of duck necks, gripping the door frame to resist the urge to follow her again, he gently said, "Wait for me a bit."
No one knows the tearing pain under his handsome exterior.
Thinking of something, he bit his lip and called Leng Siyan, "Dad, weren't you worried about my brother's marriage? Then leave the trip to England to me."
He had lost the courage to stay any longer in T City, afraid that one day, he would end up revealing the truth behind their breakup.
...
Life seemed to gradually return to the pre-marital calm. The first thing Wen Nuan did when she got up in the morning was to greet the little life within her, "Good morning, baby." Only then would she wash up and go to work.
