When Feng Xinying's tears dried all she was left with was dry heaves. She would hold Xie Yuansheng's hand and keep staring at his handsome face. "Come back Xie Yuansheng. This is not right. This is injustice. I am too young and my baby needs father." She would mumble. How could anyone's life become so different within a period of few days? Everything was upside down. At one point of time she even got the idea of terminating her pregnancy. However, as she thought that her body shuddered, her soul shuddered. She touched her belly and felt the warmth for Xie Yuansheng and for her baby.