Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Fang Xiaocheng had gone to the kitchen because she was hungry.
She noticed the apples in the basket and got a fruit knife.
Yi Xiao realized that he misunderstood the situation and quickly let Fang Xiaocheng go as he scratched his head.
"I'm sorry, it's my mistake."
"It's okay. Sorry for worrying you."
Fang Xiaocheng forced a smile on her pale face, a smile uglier than crying.
Yi Xiao could feel an indescribable pain in his heart as he saw the smile. It was a hint of sympathizing.
He could feel how thin Fang Xiaocheng had become when he hugged her and could not believe that she was a pregnant woman.
"Are you hungry?" Yi Xiao guessed.
"Yes," Fang Xiaocheng nodded, but it was the baby in her belly that was hungry.
"Wait here, I'll whip something up for you."
Yi Xiao picked the stuff up from the floor and went into the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up.