Too Hard to Escape from the Chains of Love (8)

"Sister-in-law, did I wake you up?" An'an ran over.

Tang Mo'er sat up and happily tugged on An'an's soft hand. "An'an, why are you here? Did you come alone?"

"Elder Brother brought me here."

Elder Brother?

Gu Mohan?

Tang Mo'er looked up to see a tall and handsome figure enter from outside. It was Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan was wearing a black cashmere coat and looked as polished and sophisticated as always. He stood by the door and his deep and narrow eyes were fixated on her face.

Tang Mo'er quickly averted her gaze. She did not want to talk to him.

Gu Mohan knitted his brows, clearly displeased.

"Sister-in-law, are you pregnant?" An'an stretched her fair hand out and stroked Tang Mo'er's flat stomach gently.

There was tenderness in Tang Mo'er's exquisite features at the mention of the baby. "Mm, the baby is six weeks old now."