The triumphant smile at the corner of her lips had disappeared when she looked up again, and she was back to looking tearful and pitiful. Sobbing, she asked:
"Really?"
"Yes, don't cry anymore. Rest today, and we'll go back to see our parents tomorrow."
Qi Miao nodded with her eyes swollen badly, as Qi Ming helped her up to wash her face in the restroom. Afterward, she lied down in bed quietly and fell asleep.
Qi Ming sat by her side, accompanying her. The thought of her carrying their child inside her made him so excited that his blood boiled.
Thinking about how his mother always complained about wanting to hold her grandchild, he became even more determined that this time he and Miaomiao could return to the Qi family. He would even give her a grand wedding, so she could marry into the Qi family with dignity instead of being laughed at.