Without seeing each other, he perhaps wouldn't have known how much he missed her. A surge of joy and love filled his heart upon laying eyes on her.
"Qinghuan, how have you been lately?" Si Jianan asked with a soft smile, his eyes deep.
Upon seeing Si Jianan again, Song Qinghuan thought of his confession that night, an inkling of embarrassment flashed across her gaze, leaving her at a loss for words.
She could only offer him a slight smile and nod.
Si Jianan stared intensely at her, then asked in a low murmur, "How about the child? Is the baby doing well?"
Song Qinghuan placed a hand on her belly, a maternal glow on her face. "The baby is doing well!"
Si Jianan's face softened into a gentle smile, "Good to know!"
Li Qianze observed Si Jianan, noticing the emotions behind his actions.
He raised a hand, stroking his chin, half-jokingly suggesting, "Mr. Si, you seem so concerned about the baby, an outsider might think the child is yours."
