She was unwilling, but that didn't mean others felt the same.
Tang Yuxin walked out, the sky outside brushing her face with a gentle breeze, which sometimes carried a few withered leaves that twirled before her, then fluttered down unsteadily.
With a creaking sound, her feet crunched over the leaves, producing a rustling noise...
If there were more leaves, it would be like stepping on a soft sofa, which could be quite interesting.
"Are you looking for me?" she approached a woman standing with her back to her. When the woman turned around and saw Tang Yuxin, the face illuminated by the streetlight was a familiar one, and also one that Tang Yuxin despised.
The woman's gaze moved from Tang Yuxin's face to her belly.
"Are you pregnant?"
