Cheng Weiyue touched her flat stomach and remained silent.
How could it not be extraordinary?
Every time she thought about the tiny life growing inside her, she felt it was very miraculous.
The birth of life was originally a miraculous thing.
"This child really knows how to pick," Jiang Jinran chuckled lightly, his voice hoarse for some reason, "he chose the most adorable mother in the whole world."
"Jiang Jinran," Cheng Weiyue looked at him uncomfortably, "what's with you today?"
"Did I ever tell you that I don't have a biological father?"
Cheng Weiyue was taken aback, "You've never told me."
"I don't have a father, and when I was young, my mother raised me alone, enduring much cold treatment. Luckily, she was beautiful enough, beautiful enough to captivate my stepfather at first sight."
