伸出手,摸了摸自己的腹部.
Or maybe, in a few months, her belly would become as big as that woman's, like a balloon.
Would the baby kick her and interact with her?
Nangong Zhongli lowered her head, her hand resting on her lap slowly clenched into a fist.
After a while, a nurse called out, "Next, Gu Xiaoqing... Who is Gu Xiaoqing..."
Nangong Zhongli trembled all over; Gu Xiaoqing was the name she randomly filled in on the form just a moment ago.
Because she was afraid of running into someone she knew, she didn't even dare to write her real name.
But at this moment, she suddenly felt scared.
Was she really going to abort her child just like that?
Suddenly, she stood up and turned, quickly walking towards the exit.
...
The second day after returning home.
The press conference was tomorrow. Xia Xiaonuan was sitting by the window, holding her phone, hesitating whether to call Nangong Zhongli.
