Chu Jiaming saw she wasn't speaking, and all her emotions were held back. By all rights, shouldn't she be happy?
But as soon as she lifted her head, tears fell down.
Chu Jiaming nervously asked, "What's wrong? Isn't pregnancy a good thing? Why are you crying?"
Dongfang Ling wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, "It's nothing. I'm just, just really happy. This baby came at such the right time. By the way, did you help me call Leng Shaoze?"
"No, I thought he might not want to see me."
Dongfang Ling said, "Thank you, I can give him a surprise. By the way, can I leave now?"
"The doctor said there's nothing wrong with you. Just come back regularly for check-ups."
Originally, Dongfang Ling had some resentment. Bai Qingzhu was about to have her second child, but she didn't have even one. She felt quite incapable. But now, things were better; she also had a child.
Chu Jiaming looked at her, "Let me take you back home."
