Actually, when it came to having children, Ji Wei wanted to let nature take its course.
But last night brought her an unexpected surprise—she thought she might become a mother again. After all, the tragic death of her child in her previous life left her with deep psychological scars. She was eagerly anticipating having another child.
Ji Wei's hand slowly moved downward, resting on her belly, her heart filled with an indescribable bitterness.
Her hopes had been shattered.
If Mo Qian found out she wasn't pregnant, he'd surely be quite disappointed, wouldn't he?
Last night, wrapped under the covers, they had been talking about the baby's birth, even deciding on a nickname. But it all turned out to be for nothing.
Ji Wei clutched the test report tightly as she walked out of the consultation room, her face pale and drawn.
Mo Qian rose from his chair and quickly strode toward her.
