Ji Yuanhang wrapped his arm around Su Miaotong's shoulder, comforting her, "Don't be afraid, haven't I arranged two bodyguards for you? Nothing will happen."
With pitiful eyes, Su Miaotong looked at Ji Yuanhang, "But there are many things that are unforeseeable, and this is our first child. I don't want any accidents to happen to him."
Ji Yuanhang's hand on Su Miaotong's shoulder tightened, as if he was suppressing some emotion, and he pulled her into his embrace, "With me here, nothing will happen."
Su Miaotong's shoulder was a bit sore from Ji Yuanhang's pinch, but she thought it was a sign of his worry for her, and she obediently nestled in his arms, the picture of a blissful little woman.
Then she cast a triumphant and ostentatious glance at Sang Qian, huh, wasn't she the one who said Ji Yuanhang didn't care about the child in her belly?
Would someone who didn't care arrange bodyguards for her right away?
