Ever since Qing Er returned from Ye Mansion, she hadn't mentioned to Tang Wanjun her decision to terminate the pregnancy.
She kept working as usual and didn't tell Tang Wanjun whether she planned to keep the baby or not. In fact, she didn't say a word about the matter.
Tang Wanjun knew she was sensitive about this, so he didn't dare bring it up either.
He simply stayed by her side every day, doing whatever needed to be done.
Time flew by, and another half month had passed.
It was the weekend, at Ye Mansion.
Because she had snuck into Ye Que's room to sleep again last night, Chi Zaozao needed to wake up early to return to her own room this morning.
She didn't want her parents to see her like this; it would be awkward to explain.
Just as she sat up, the man's hand reached over and pulled her back.
Chi Zaozao fell into the man's embrace again. She didn't have the strength to struggle, nor did she want to. She glanced at him sideways and glared, "What are you doing?"
