Two months later.
Time in the middle realm had been completely soothing and enjoyable for the family. Qin Mo and Long Zhan had tactfully kept Lin Wan from knowing a single thing about what they and Weiwei had discussed in the kitchen that night.
Because of their silence, their daily life had been quite peaceful, warm, and full of quiet affection.
On this particular afternoon, Lin Wan was sitting down comfortably on a soft lounge chair in the yard, soaking in the warm, bright sun.
Long Zhan was sitting right next to her, holding a large wooden fruit platter. he picked up sweet, juicy pieces of fruit one at a time and fed them directly into her mouth.
Lin Wan chewed happily, her hand resting on her round belly. But suddenly, her eyes went wide. She felt a heavy wetness down below, realizing she was completely soaked up.
