Closing her laptop, Gong Yunning lifted the quilt and laid down on the bed. Her white, tender hands rested on her belly. She gently stroked it, and a drop of tears fell from her eyes.
The heat that flowed into her heart made her feel terrible.
"Darling, if he doesn't want us, we don't have to be sad either, okay? We'll live well and show him. "
Gong Yunning muttered this in a low voice