Not long after, Gu Nanqiao also went upstairs.
This was a duplex apartment, very well decorated, but to her, the house felt more like a cage.
She lived inside, able to see the sunshine and the sky, feel the wind, and breathe the air, yet there was no freedom in her heart.
In the morning, after Gu Nanqiao got up, she went to the bathroom to freshen up.
Mo Feng had prepared daily necessities for her and bought her clothes to change into. Apart from confining her here, he hadn't made things too difficult for her.
After washing up, she returned to the bedroom, sat down on the thick, soft carpet, and the warm sunlight from outside spread tendrils of warmth.
Gu Nanqiao stretched lazily, getting closer to the sun, remembering reading somewhere that pregnant people should get more sunlight.
These days, she didn't know whether to feel happy or sad, happy about having this child, sad about the words Mo Feng had said.
