Lu Zhan refused to break off the engagement with her, only agreeing to give her freedom.
But being married, this identity, made Jiang Feng unable to accept himself.
Thinking about it now, over and over again, it was just her own naive ignorance.
Sitting in the airport, she recalled everything that had happened in the past six months, only feeling like it was all a dream.
She straightened her back, sitting on the cold chair, watching people come and go, hurried and busy. The unfamiliar faces, instead, put her at ease.
Her mind was blank, she didn't know what she would face after returning, but she knew that everything had to be faced.
This child...
Suddenly, she made up her mind.
She wanted to keep this child, no matter who the child's father was, but the child came, it was destined, perhaps she wouldn't easily love again, wouldn't easily marry again, raising the child well would also be a happy thing.
While sitting alone, her phone finally made a sound.
