"The baby is almost four months old, and Fu Bin and I came to buy some baby furniture."
Shi Yu nodded bitterly: "That's nice, I... wish you well."
"Thank you, we have something else to do, so we'll leave first."
"Alright."
Shi Yu watched Chu Ci's departing figure, feeling deep regret. If he hadn't given up on this woman back then, the baby in her womb would have been his.
But he lost her.
Leaving the mall, Chu Ci and Fu Bin got into the car together. Fu Bin fastened his seatbelt, turned the steering wheel, and drove onto the main road: "Just now... you must not still like him, right?"
Chu Ci rested one hand on the window, turned her body slightly to look at the person in the driver's seat: "Are you jealous?"
"Of course, you're my girlfriend now, the mother of my child. Your heart can only hold me and our daughter. I have to take care of clearing out any other people."
Fu Bin kept his eyes on the road ahead, speaking with a possessive tone.
