Why did he speculate about her like that, and say such things?

What did she look like in his eyes?

There are some things, even if he explains more later, it is useless, the broken heart has been hurt, not without a trace.

Jing Nanyan didn't know what to think, and a hint of mockery appeared in her eyes after being angry.

He thought so closely, he guessed wrong.

Perhaps, the secret hidden in her heart is so unbelievable......

However, she won't let anyone know, it can only be her secret, hidden in the depths, unable to see the light...... Secret.

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The winter days in February are getting colder.

But in the evening, Rome was enveloped by a gentle snowfall.

The goose feather snow slowly falls, covering the whole city with a layer of white snow, which is as beautiful as being in a fairy tale.

Rong Mo found out his pregnancy test form, folded it and put it in his bag, he originally wanted to wear high heels, but he didn't know what he thought, so he decisively put back the high heels and took out a pair of flat boots.

She was wearing a thick white coat, a pair of coffee-colored casual cotton and linen pants underneath, stepping on a pair of black leather boots, and a dark brown scarf.

She had already made an appointment with Su Xian to tell him that she was pregnant in the castle restaurant.

Between them there is a little baby that belongs to the two.

She likes to have a sense of ritual and thinks it is more meaningful to life.

is also because of pregnancy, she has not applied powder, although her face is plain, but she is still beautiful, which makes people feel amazing.

And on the way to the destination, Rong Yu's heart couldn't help but get nervous because of what might happen next.

What would happen to Su Xian if he told him?

He's looking forward to having a baby so much, so he's going to be happy......

While waiting for the traffic light, Rong Mo looked at the goose feathers and snow outside the car window, and the pedestrians on the side of the road slowed down and looked up at the night sky.

She looked over as well.

In the depths of the night, snowflakes slowly descend from above, enveloping this retro European city, and pedestrians walking under the dim street lamps all look particularly dreamy and beautiful.

She opened the window, the chill hit, she stretched out her hand, and a small snowflake slowly fell on her palm.

The slightly cool touch relieved the tension in her heart and made her mood calmer.

The delicate shape of the snowflakes melted little by little in the palm of the hand, and I thought that today might be a very special day......

At the green light, the car continued to move forward and disappeared into the sea of cars.

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At that time.

In a VIP ward in a private hospital.

In the evening, with snow falling outside the window, a middle-aged man in a black V-neck sweater is nestled in a chair, with a cup of coffee on the small round table next to him, and he is looking down at a tablet, dealing with some work problems within the group.

There was a woman lying on the hospital bed.

The light outside is dim, he takes two sips of coffee from time to time, even if he is in his forties, his face is still so outstanding, narrow eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips, time has only increased in him, and maturity.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

Every minute and every second seems to be stretched.

But on such a day, it seemed like an ordinary day, the woman who had been lying in bed for five years slowly moved her fingertips, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly, slowly opened her eyes......