"It's not an acute illness, nor is it an old ailment acting up again,"
"She's pregnant..."
?
Qin Qingluo's pupils contracted slightly, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on Qin Yue's hand.
Then she instinctively turned to glance at that person.
Chen Yi steadied himself, just feeling a buzzing in his ears, the event happening too suddenly, leaving him somewhat bewildered.
Qin Qingluo turned her head once more, intending to take a closer look at the woman on the bed, but her gaze landed on the bedside cabinet and paused. On the cabinet, a small plate held a heap of sugary candies...
Even at this moment, feigning cluelessness...
Qin Qingluo nearly laughed in frustration.
After a long pause, she exhaled, her gaze retracted, her heart sank like sand, seemingly utterly disappointed.
Even she herself was surprised at how calm she was at this moment, as if nothing could stir her.
