When ruan Mengmeng woke up again, she saw the same luxurious and low-key ceiling of the Li garden bedroom.
She blinked her eyes slightly before she realized what had happened before she fell asleep.
So many things had happened, from the small villa of the military department to the banquet hall, and then back to li garden.
From being taken away from the wedding, to Zhan Mo's side, and back again.
Time seemed to pass very quickly, and it returned in the blink of an eye.
But in fact, it was very slow.
She had been by Zhan Mo's side for almost two months. Even her stomach was already five months big.
"Mengmeng, you're awake?" Li junyu stayed by ruan Mengmeng's bedside. He held her hand the entire time and felt her soft little hand move gently in his palm.
He leaned over and saw that his kitten had woken up. It was staring at the ceiling with its dark and wet almond-shaped eyes.
