Watching Zhang Haiqing walk over, Yin Nanfeng cried even harder. It seemed as though there was nothing specific to say, yet looking at the two of them just made her feel wronged.
Zhang Haiqing was uncharacteristically at a loss. He sat on the edge of the bed, took Yin Nanfeng's hand in one of his, and gently brushed his thumb across her cheek. "Stop crying now. Be careful, or the baby in your tummy will be as big a crybaby as their mother." Although he knew pregnant women experienced volatile mood swings, he could not understand how there could be so many tears—even the back of Zhang Haimo's shirt had been soaked through.
Yin Nanfeng gradually choked back her sobs. "When did you both get back? Did everything go smoothly?"
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