If one day they were to separate, Miao Feishuang might never forget these experiences.
Actually, Miao Feishuang is still somewhat uncertain about their future.
Perhaps it's because they didn't marry out of love!
The two came together for a certain purpose; who knows if they can truly grow old together?
She's wondering if, in the future, the only impression Lu Yuhao will leave her is passion?
…
Hospital.
Zhang Shishi and Mu Shaochen entered the ward.
"Han Han, you've worked hard!"
With no makeup, Mu Anhan's complexion was still pale, her face slightly swollen, but after a day's rest, she was much more spirited.
"Little Sis, don't move while lying down."
Mu Shaochen pressed her shoulder, "Rest well, we'll sit for a while and then leave."
Mu Anhan nodded, "Third Brother, Shi Shi, feel free to sit anywhere."
"Thinking of when mom gave birth to the eight of us, it really was so hard." Mu Shaochen sighed, "It's a pity, she left before she could enjoy our devotion."
