"What?" Zhuang Xiyue cried out, stumbling back two steps with a "thud thud," almost collapsing to the floor. Yan Nanmo reacted fast and grabbed her into his arms. Zhuang Xiyue buried herself against his chest, sobbing: "How could this happen?"
Yan Nanmo gently patted her back, comforting her softly: "Yun Ya is blessed. She'll definitely pull through this."
Though he was suffering inside too, under these circumstances he had to hold it together.
Yan Ke pressed, "How exactly is my sister-in-law? Spell it out for me."
The young man was devastatingly handsome, refined and noble; who would've thought he could speak with such sharp urgency. The nurse was startled, and under his intimidating gaze, stammered through an explanation.
It was the first time Yan Ke learned that Ji Yunya had such a huge hidden health issue, yet she had still insisted on having the baby. Yan Ke couldn't understand—what kind of love is that?
