Tang Xi was slightly startled, then looked at him with a faint smile.
She politely uttered, "Thank you."
It was not until after ten o'clock that the dinner gathering slowly dissolved.
She did not return home but went to Ruan Youqing's place instead.
In the evening, the two lay together on one bed.
Tang Xi's life seemed to have returned to its usual routine—working, part-time jobs, visiting Qin Jianlan daily, and spending weekends at the orphanage with Mother Tang and the children.
It seemed as though nothing had changed.
The only change was that Tang Xi felt the child in her womb growing day by day...
Dressed in a loose white coat, no one had noticed her pregnancy.
These past few days, she had not seen Fu Tingzhou.
When visiting Qin Jianlan, she heard Aunt Rong mention that Fu Tingzhou had gone to England.
As his wife, she was unaware of how long he would be gone, when he would return, or even when he had left.
It seemed they hadn't seen each other for a week now.
