That year it was the same, Lancheng was deluged by torrential rain, and at her home, a great upheaval occurred. She stood in the rain all night holding a pregnancy certificate.
Something seemed to flash across Su Jia's mind in an instant—a similar scene, as if yesterday suddenly reappeared.
As dawn broke, the doctor called, calmly stating a fact that was hard for her to accept.
If it weren't for that nightmare, Su Jia would definitely think the doctor was lying to her.
Lu Yanhe was very busy these days. When he learned that Su Jia's mother had passed away, he was negotiating an important cooperation deal.
Lu Chen's father called him at noon, only then did he know about it, and he immediately called Su Jia.
Her tone was unusually calm, "I'm fine, I'm at the hospital now, Lu Chen is here with me, you go ahead with your work, no need to come back."
Lu Yanhe responded in a low voice, "Are you sure you don't need me to come back and help?"
