On a warm morning, Feng Biyan and Guan Qingyan sat at home in Ya Yuan and witnessed the baby's first fetal movement.
For most people, it was just an ordinary morning, but for those who cared, it was a unique and memorable day.
Watching the child grow up step by step, a smile appeared on Feng Biyan's face.
"Yan 'Er, why don't you not go to the company this morning? I'll send you there in the afternoon."
Feng Biyan didn't want work to interrupt this warm morning. He hoped that time could slow down a little, a little slower.
If it was possible, Guan Qingyan also hoped that time could stop at this moment.
However, she still had work to do in the company.
"I…" Looking at Guan Qingyan's expression, Feng Biyan knew that she would reject him. He was not very disappointed.
This was already within his expectations, so he was not surprised that she made such a choice.
