"Let's go, I'll take you inside to rest," Luo Shu said as she stood up.
Zhang Xiaoling shook her head, "I'll just sit here for a while." This place might not last much longer. Thinking of her own hard work turning into a fleeting dream, she felt her heart bleeding.
"Do you expect a pregnant woman to keep you company here all night?" Luo Shu asked with a light laugh.
Zhang Xiaoling gave a wry smile, nodded helplessly, stood up, and followed Luo Shu to the back yard.
After arranging a room for Zhang Xiaoling, Luo Shu returned to her own room.
Lu Hanmo was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. Seeing Luo Shu come in, he looked up with a smile, "You really have endless worries."
"Who told me to have such a soft heart!" Luo Shu walked over with a smile, sat beside Lu Hanmo, and leaned her head on his shoulder.
