As the sky grew darker and there was no movement at the door, everyone inside grew increasingly worried.
If it weren't for yesterday's incident, no one would be thinking too much, but that uproar yesterday, which started with Zhao Gang, could end up being traced by someone with hidden intentions.
If it was just about this one person, there wouldn't be much concern, but there's worry whether Ge Yonggen's people might act out in desperation, and what if they make a move?
Zhan Jing sat absent-mindedly on the bed, hugging her large belly, with no expression on her face.
Were it not for her nearing labor, Zhan Jing really wanted to wait at the door herself.
Gong Tao regretfully wished he had gone along, as an extra hand would be useful if something happened.
He wanted to go out and look, but without knowing which route Zhao Gang took home, he was afraid he might end up going the wrong way, so all he could do was wait.
