After all, this child belongs to Fu Yihan.
If she really is pregnant.
Fu Yihan nodded affirmatively.
In that moment, Su Qingnuan only felt that deep within her heart, a tiny sprout had begun to grow between the kindness she held for others.
Right now, it felt as though sunlight was falling fully upon that tender sprout.
All her patience and energy poured into waiting for this sprout to thrive and grow strong.
Su Qingnuan instinctively touched her stomach with her hand.
"It's only been a little over a month."
Fu Yihan's deep voice broke the silence.
Somehow, it gave Su Qingnuan an unshakable sense of security.
Su Qingnuan was beginning to grasp that all of this was indeed real.
Such things were bound to happen sooner or later.
But what Su Qingnuan didn't know was that it had happened far sooner than she had anticipated.
Sometimes, it's the timing of events like these that introduces more regret into her heart.
