PREVIEW
... eeks of pregnancy…” Su Yanyun pointed to the pregnancy kit with shaking hands.
“I’m pregnant. I’m actually pregnant…”
The afternoon sun was a little blinding.
A touch of holy white reflected on the surface of the bright pregnancy kit. The corners of Su Yanyun’s eyes were moist.
On the night she married Song Zhifei, Su Yanyun never expected to become a mother, nor did she wish to become a real wife.
Song Zhifei seemed like a successful man on the surface, b ...
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