"I thought... our child was gone."
"I said I would protect you and the child, I won't let the child leave us."
Zhuo Ya gazed blankly at Gu Yanting's stern face, reaching out to lightly caress his eyes.
'"Gu Yanting, I thought I was going to die."
Gu Yanting grasped Zhuo Ya's hand, kissing the corner of her lips and whispered softly, "Fool, am I not by your side?"
With her eyes reddening, Zhuo Ya nodded at Gu Yanting, "Yeah, it's lucky you came."
"Young Master, the soup that was prepared for Miss Zhuo has been brought over."
Liu Ying walked in, carrying a soup pot.
Gu Yanting gestured for Liu Ying to place the soup pot on the table and waved her away.
After Liu Ying left, Gu Yanting opened the lid of the soup pot, poured a bowl of soup, and brought it over to Zhuo Ya.
Zhuo Ya looked at Gu Yanting's stern face, tilting her head to ask, "What happened with the fire in the villa?"
