The next day, when Qin Yuji woke up, the sun was already shining brightly outside the window.
Faintly, she could hear the lively conversation of three men in the courtyard, occasionally interspersed with Qiao Xinran's laughter and loud shouts.
However, those sounds would abruptly stop, and then, the whole courtyard would become somewhat quieter.
Knowing they were consciously trying not to disturb her, Qin Yuji's face couldn't help but break into a warm smile.
With the love of her parents, sincerity of her friends, a deeply beloved partner by her side, and two little lives she would welcome in a month, all were the crystallizations of their love.
Thinking of all this, Qin Yuji suddenly felt like she was living in a honey pot.
After lounging in bed lazily for a while, Qin Yuji got up to wash and went to the dining room, where she found a note left by Chi Jingxuan: Porridge is in the pot, sandwiches are in the microwave, husband is in the courtyard.
