"Then... congratulations to you."
Chen Yi looked at her profile, forcing calmness, and suddenly felt that something in this bumpy carriage was heavier than when they came.
Miss Lin's thoughts were in a tangle that couldn't be sorted out. Chen Yi could see that this lady was always like this, hesitating, unable to face her own feelings. To coax a heartfelt word from her was like going through twists and turns, even in bed, she stubbornly stayed silent, unable to get past her internal hurdle. Previously, when hearing about children from Yin Weiyin, she reacted with fear, but now, hearing that she already had a child, she felt a sense of loss instead.
Chen Yi thought as he tightened his grip on her waist. Feeling the man's strength on her waist, Lin Wanxiao's chaotic thoughts somewhat subsided, her breath was quick, inevitably feeling uneasy.
"What are you thinking? Is there something worth saying? Feel free to talk." Chen Yi said bluntly.
