Before entering, he had asked Xia Lin and learned that she had been overworked recently, eating regularly every day, but that was about it.
As a pregnant woman, she was naturally sleepy, but due to work, she couldn't guarantee eight hours of sleep each day.
He was very worried, worried that her body couldn't take it.
After all, she became pregnant not long after her surgery recovery.
Mu Jingnan leaned over, his thin lips gently touching her forehead in a soft peck.
Sitting by the bed, his deep eyes seemed to gather mist, a blurry haze, making it hard to see his emotions clearly.
His fingertips lightly caressed her cheek, smooth as silk, something he adored deeply.
Why the furrowed brow?
Is there something unhappy hidden in her heart?
Gently, his thumb smoothed the wrinkles between her brows, as the atmosphere after New Year's intensified the feeling of the approaching Spring Festival.
