A lightning bolt of realization struck Everly's brain.
Wait... doesn't this mean I can actually act like a spoiled pregnant woman clinging to Cassian for an entire month?
From the moment Cassian picked her up, she'd been stiff as a board whenever "pregnancy" got mentioned—completely unresponsive, treating it like conversational landmines. But now? Now she had official permission to perform? Oh, she'd milk this role for everything it was worth!
Though something nagged at the back of her mind... something important she was forgetting about this new mission...
Grandma Qin sipped her umpteenth cup of tea that Aunt Luo kept refilling, her expression considerably softer than earlier frost.
"I trust you'll dodge assassination attempts easily enough. According to the investigation results, you're trained in martial arts with impressive combat skills. And—"
