Two days later.
Netherworld City.
As dusk approached, after a busy day, Ye Yuqiao changed into clothes from the mortal world in her room, ready to visit Chen Hao.
Two days before, she had promised to accompany Chen Hao in the mortal world for a few days, and despite feeling physically and mentally exhausted, she had to fulfill her promise.
Looking at herself in the mirror, noticing her slightly bulging stomach, she suddenly felt a warm happiness.
The baby inside her was the best gift destiny had offered her.
It was also the best gift Chen Hao had given her.
If someone had told her two years ago—when she was still rather pessimistic—that she would be this happy and fulfilled today, she wouldn't have believed them.
More than being grateful, she told herself what she needed most was to cherish this.
Suddenly, Ye Yuqiao's expression darkened, anger flickering in her eyes.
