"Yingying, are you alright? Are you hurt?" Shen Mosheng anxiously grabbed Han Yingying's hand, always feeling that things weren't as light as she made them out to be.
Ye Haofan was an obsessive person. How could such an obsessive person easily give up?
"Am I not fine right in front of you?" Han Yingying looked at Shen Mosheng with smiling eyes, not planning to tell him that she had almost miscarried because of Ye Haofan, to avoid making him feel heartache.
"It's good to hear you're okay." Shen Mosheng often sighed in relief and had always taken Han Yingying's words as the truth.
"Shen Mosheng, I was being presumptuous before. I won't be like that again. Whatever happens, I will tell you and face it together with you."
When it came to the safety of her children, Han Yingying was completely flustered.
But this incident also gave her a profound lesson, and she would never do such a thing again.
