"Big Brother, you don't have to worry about me. I'm not sad, I'm fine… I know Yingdong is still alive!"
Li Jiaqi had a smile on her face, trying hard to explain to He Ziting.
As the months of her pregnancy went on, her body was getting heavier and heavier.
The sky-blue maternity dress on her already showed a clearly rounded belly…
He Ziting looked at her belly, a trace of worry in his eyes.
He Yingdong's funeral had taken place months ago, and he knew very well that there was almost no chance that He Yingdong had survived.
And at this moment, Li Jiaqi was caressing her belly with both hands, a smile on her face, that smile carrying a faint glow of happiness.
That kind of smile made one's heart ache.
It was all of her faith and hope; he couldn't bring himself to shatter it.
He only silently nodded, then took some documents out of his briefcase and placed them on the table.
