When this common knowledge drilled into Song Qingchun's mind, her heart twitched with pain. As if sensing the predicament, even her stomach felt two jolts of pain. Song Qingchun knew better than anyone that the child couldn't kept, but after she stabilized her emotions, the first thing she did was to Google the things that a mother-to-be needed to be careful about.
Song Qingchun, who had never been punctual at the dining table for breakfast, already sat waiting at the table at 8 am. The maid's shock was expected, but even Song Menghwa reached out to touch Song Qingchun's forehead to make sure she wasn't suffering from a fever.
Song Qingchun normally wouldn't go near boiled eggs, but for breakfast that day, she had two in one sitting. When she departed for work, she reached habitually for her heels. However, she thought about it before taking them off to swap for a pair of flats.
