Li Chuhan tightly held Lin Yi’s hand.
She had a stomach full of words she wanted to say, but when it came to saying them, she didn’t know how to start.
She was inherently a shy person and only dared to speak eloquently in her own field.
But in other areas, she didn’t say much, even though she liked modified cars, she rarely discussed them with Lin Yi.
She was afraid of saying the wrong thing and causing inconvenience to others.
But she was very clear that it was Lin Yi who gave her an abundance of tenderness and courage, while he got drenched in all the storms.
No matter how stormy this world was, as long as he was behind her, it was like a rainbow spanning across the sky.
Even though this world once left her scarred all over, because of Lin Yi, she deeply loved this place, and she deeply loved Lin Yi.
“When I have free time and think of you, I feel life is full of meaning.” Li Chuhan brushed her hair and said softly:
“As long as there’s hope in life, the world is good.”
“You’re not very greedy,” Lin Yi said with a smile.
“A person shouldn’t have too much desire; it would make them unhappy.”
Lin Yi reached out to caress Li Chuhan’s cheek, the warm touch of her skin like her gentle heart.
Lin Yi suddenly remembered the old lady he met when he used to run a restaurant.
Since then, a question often popped up in his mind.
A person with a bitter heart, how much sweetness do they need to fill it?
Now he had an answer, just a trace of sweetness could fill it.
Unable to help himself, Lin Yi kissed Li Chuhan on the forehead; the wind by the river, like invisible hands, wrapped her in its embrace, protecting her with peace and safety for life.
Later, Lin Yi took Li Chuhan home.
When he returned home, it was already past ten at night.
But the family of three was still on the couch, chatting and laughing.
“So late, and you’re still not asleep?”
Ji Qingyan, holding her belly, sighed and said, “This little thing just kicked me several times, almost killed me with pain.”
“It’s already the due date, so that’s normal.”
“But right now, I don’t even feel any contractions.”
“Uh… not even a bit?”
“Just occasionally a little.” Ji Qingyan pouted and said:
“I feel like now, going to work at the company is not a problem; I never had such stamina even when I wasn’t pregnant.”
In the past, Ji Qingyan wanted this little guy to stay in her belly for a few more days, so that after birth, it would be healthier.
But after researching a lot recently and consulting many people, she discovered that staying too long in the belly wasn’t a good thing either.
“Don’t worry, let me check.”
As he spoke, Lin Yi placed his hand on Ji Qingyan’s pulse.
“Everything’s fine, don’t overthink.” Lin Yi smiled and comforted her:
“It’s common in situations like yours, you never know, it might come out on its own soon, keeping a good mindset is better than anything.”
“Alright, since you said so, I’m not worried anymore.”
Suddenly, Ji Qingyan turned around and looked at Lin Yi seriously, “But I’m telling you, if the baby has any issues, it’s your responsibility.”
“Why are you being so unreasonable, what does this have to do with my son-in-law.” Song Minghui said.
“His seeds are not good, so it’s definitely related to him.”
“Blaming the seeds for poor soil fertility, that’s really unreasonable.” Song Minghui got up and said:
“It’s late, you two should rest, can’t stay up all night.”
Under Song Minghui’s urging, the two returned to their room.
Ji Qingyan tossed and turned, seemingly worried about the baby in her belly.
In the following two days, Lin Yi’s life passed peacefully.
The only thing bothering him was the person who sent flowers.
Every time he thought of that fleeting figure, Lin Yi felt it looked like the man in black.
The time of sending flowers was during the most dangerous period when he was in Japan.
If someone from the Mammon Organization came and forcibly took Ji Qingyan away, he would be helpless.
So their ultimate goal must be to take Ji Qingyan away to threaten him.
But in the end, they just sent a bouquet of flowers, which confused Lin Yi and seemed absurd.
If he denied this guess, Lin Yi couldn’t think of anyone else who could avoid all the cameras at that time to deliver a white rose to Ji Qingyan.