Although they had the idea of opening a shop, the three of them had just escaped danger and were too weary to be motivated.
Especially Wen Shu, who was pregnant.
Planning to rest for another day, she tried hard to ignore the secret rivalry between Luo Fei and Wu Xuan. After dinner, she returned to her room and soaked in a hot bath.
The warm water flowed over her chest, greatly relieving her body's fatigue.
She sighed comfortably, shrinking further into the water, her nape resting on the edge of the tub.
Gazing at the increasingly blurred Glazed Lamp through the steam overhead, her thoughts drifted aimlessly...
"Ashu."
Amidst the haze, a hoarse, choking voice slowly sounded from behind her.
The overly familiar voice caught Wen Shu's soft heart by surprise, but she did not turn around.
Her cold demeanor caused the intruder's breath to hitch, and two strong arms wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her tightly into an embrace.
"I miss you so much."
