Mr. Gong, is she your wife?

In the afternoon, Gong Beiming accompanied Chi Xiaoyu as they strolled through the baby supply store. The baby's room had been basically remodeled, and Xiaoyu decided to take charge of the interior herself.

For her own child, arranging it herself seemed better.

Gong Beiming had taken the day off from the company and dressed casually in beige. His hair, styled with hair wax, looked very smart, and his chiseled, handsome face featured a pair of deep, long eyes that were the focus of young girls' attention wherever he went. However, his gaze never veered from Xiaoyu, not even for a minute.

Xiaoyu dressed casually, in flats and a sports baseball jacket, her long hair tied in a ponytail and topped with a stylish baseball cap.

Her belly was still flat; from any angle, she didn't quite resemble a pregnant woman, but rather a youthful, vibrant girl.

A happy smile lingered on her small face, and she very much enjoyed the time spent grocery shopping with Beiming.