The End (4)

Madam Li had long prepared the delivery room. Ji Luo had added a lot of things to it as soon as she arrived. Wouldn't it be a waste of her two old mothers' efforts if she didn't use it?

As soon as she finished speaking, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her back and knees and picked her up.

After three months, Shen Yijia felt this familiar embrace again. Her heart inexplicably calmed down, and an unprecedented grievance surged out at this moment.

Her eyes turned red. She buried her head in Song Jingchen's arms and cried silently, instantly drenching the front of his shirt.

Song Jingchen's heart felt like it had been crushed repeatedly by a huge rock. Apart from apologizing, he couldn't say anything else.

"You have to make it up to me in the future," Shen Yijia muttered softly.

"Alright."