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Yan Yu wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer, her head resting on his shoulder. "Yuhan, I’m willing."

All night, Moo Yuhan was in a daze, her hand unconsciously resting on her stomach. She wondered, if there really was a little life growing inside her, what would she do? Not keep it? Then how would she be any different from Moo Jiaojiao? But if she kept it