"Don't laugh at me, when you were pregnant, Mr. Jie was much more nervous than Jiang Jinchen."
Yanan sat down in the elegant seating area and waved to a waiter.
"Order here."
"What would the two of you like to eat?"
The waiter swiftly approached, asking respectfully.
"What do you feel like eating now? When I was pregnant with Tingye, I craved spicy food every day, but I couldn't eat it, and it was killing me."
Qin Youxuan flipped through the restaurant's menu, asking Yanan.
"I'm not craving anything. Just choose whatever you like; I'll have a maternity meal."
Yanan propped her chin with her hands, gazing out the window.
The light drizzle unfolded a curtain of mist in mid-air, making everything appear hazy and mysteriously poetic.
Her gaze shifted downward and caught a familiar figure outside the window, and Yanan's eyes tightened.
"Xuan, do you think that person is Ye Mingmei?"
"..."
While examining the menu, Qin Youxuan was startled and quickly turned to look outside.
