"Are you feeling unwell? Should we go to the hospital?"

  "It’s okay." Cheng Qingchong quickly shook her head at Qin Yinan as she searched for an excuse to give him. "Just a bit tired from the gathering earlier. I’ll be fine after a rest."

  Qin Yinan sighed in relief, and the tension between his eyes relaxed. "Then, quickly go and rest."

  Cheng Qingchong bit on her lips as she nodded. Just as Cheng Qingchong was pushing the door to the bedroom open, Qin Yinan suddenly called her again. "Cheng……"

  Perhaps he still had not gotten used to calling her by her name. He paused before continuing. "Qingchong, are you sure you’re alright? If you’re not feeling well, you have to tell me. I don’t mind staying home to accompany you and canceling my work tomorrow."

  With her back facing Qin Yinan, Cheng Qingchong stopped moving as an indescribable sense of guilt assaulted her, causing tears to come to her eyes. Her knuckles that gripped the door handle had become white with force.

  Even though he had not married her because of love, after their marriage, she could sense he had been trying his best to be a good husband. Since she was pregnant, he had never once asked her to clean the house or do the laundry. They didn’t share the same bedroom, but he even helped her wash her undergarments.

  He knew that pregnant woman need plenty of nutrients, so when he wasn’t that busy at work, he would come home early to prepare different kinds of soups for her. There was that one time when she had fallen asleep in front of her computer doing her work. When she woke up the next morning, she had already been in bed, and she realized that he was collapsed before her computer, helping her finish her work. Since they were from different professions, it must have taken him a whole night of research to complete it.

  Cheng Qingchong took in a deep breath to force a smile to her face before turning around to console him softly. "Don’t worry, I’m really fine."

  After getting her confirmation, Qin Yinan didn’t press. He smiled gently at her and added, "Okay then, I won’t disturb you any longer. Rest well."

  "Hmm." Cheng Qingchong nodded. As Qin Yinan’s warm smile fell on her, she turned around in a hurry and dashed into her bedroom. Before closing the door, she peeked through the small sliver to see the man who was squatting on the floor, arranging his suitcase and preparing for his work tomorrow.

  After closing the door, Cheng Qingchong felt the energy in her body leave her. She leaned against the door and gradually slid to the floor. She lowered her head to her knees, and the question of the baby once again clawed itself into her mind.

  Suddenly, someone knocked on the door behind her, and she stood up in a fluster to pull it open. Qin Yinan passed her a glass of warm milk, saying, "Here, it’ll help your sleep."

  Cheng Qingchong’s lips fell open before she quickly lowered her head. She whispered a soft "thank you" as she accepted the glass.

  Qin Yinan bade her "good night" as he raised his hand to help her close the door. Before the door completely closed, Qin Yinan added, "After you finish the milk, just leave it on the bedside table. I’ll clean it up tomorrow morning before I leave for work.

  "Also, for these two days that I’m not in Beijing, if you don’t feel like cooking, you can go to my parent’s. If you feel that’ll be too awkward, call me, and I’ll have someone send food over."