"Even with a big belly, you're still worried about me."
Jin Chenye spoke lightly, his gaze turned somber as he thought of Qin Youxuan.
He didn't attend that grand wedding; instead, on the same day, he left Washington alone, quietly mourning his own love.
He had let go a long time ago, yet he couldn't help but worry about whether she was doing well, whether she'd be unhappy without his protection...
Such worries, he feared, he could never quit in his lifetime, nor did he want to.
This time, he came to the United States just to quickly handle matters here and then return home.
Not disturbing her was the last way he could protect her.
"Go on in."
Jin Chenye lowered his gaze, concealing the loneliness in his eyes, pressed the elevator button, and motioned to Ye Mingmei.
"Take good care of yourself, and give birth to a cute little one."
"I will."
Ye Mingmei looked at his gloomy face, didn't insist further, waved at him, and entered the elevator.
