"Your dress is too tight,"
Hanjie glanced at her, his thin lips parting slightly.
"..."
It wasn't for show; Hanjie was genuinely worried about squeezing the baby in her belly. He had tricked Qin Youxuan into changing...
Qin Youxuan turned her head away, completely not wanting to speak anymore.
The car took several turns around the city district, and just as Qin Youxuan felt like she was going to throw up from the dizziness, it finally came to a steady stop in front of a small apartment complex.
"Mr. Jie, we're here." Yao turned off the ignition, plunging the car into darkness.
Hanjie reached out to Qin Youxuan, who pushed his hand away and got out of the car herself.
"Cat..."
Hanjie stood by the car door, his low and enticing voice made Qin Youxuan stop in her tracks.
She turned around and walked back to him, "I'm angry. You only care about the baby."
"You're the big baby," Hanjie's lips curled up, and he pecked her on the lips.
"..."
