Inside Uncle Zhi's shop, Yue Ling's tall and slender figure stood unmoving in the center of the empty place. Her bluish green eyes stares attentively at the wooden door she had entered.
The sound of faint gunshots can be heard but her expression held no ounce of fear. If she was not pregnant, she would be out there with everyone and not standing in here.
However, before her own selfishness, her child comes first. She will do everything to keep her little one safe.
Slowly raising her right hand, she gently touch the small bump on her stomach.
'Baby, pray with mommy that your father will be alright.'
"Boss."
From the side, Lian Ni Shang's voice interrupts Yue Ling's thoughts. Her usual poker face now held a hint of worry. Ever since her boss came in through that door, she had not spoken a word but stare at it.
