Winter has rushed past, and looking up I see green leaves and blooming flowers again.
T City enjoys distinct seasons, but this year's spring is especially short, barely noticeable before the scent of early summer fills the air. Everywhere one looks, there's a lush greenery and a profusion of floral fragrances.
On the balcony, large gardenias bloom with elegance while remaining lively. Amidst the gentle breeze and fragrance, a woman, visibly pregnant yet still beautiful, is sweet-talking her husband.
"Honey, take me with you, it's boring being at home alone. I haven't been to work for ages, and I'm about to become depressed staying home. Please, my dear, take me with you..."
Wen Nuan's small hand softly holds Leng Yan's, looking up at his handsome face with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
She knows that every time she acts coquettishly, Leng Yan always surrenders obediently.
Looking at his current expression, it's already changed from a firm refusal to wavering.
