The pregnant woman halted at the sound of her voice, hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned around. Ji Anning happened to stand up, handing over the sheet she had picked up with both hands, "Here."
She looked up and was momentarily stunned by the other person's face.
"Danning."
"Thank you." Yang Danning reached out to take the sheet, offering a thank-you that was neither warm nor cold.
Then, with a cold expression, she turned and left.
Ji Anning watched her as suddenly a man passed by her and caught up with Yang Danning.
"Danning."
Upon hearing the man's call, Yang Danning smiled, and when the man reached her side, she gracefully held onto the man's arm.
Clinging like a bird.
"Hold this for me." The man reached over and took the sheet from Yang Danning's hand, his eyes gazing at her, smiling with genuine warmth.
"Mom called earlier, saying your uncle brought lots of things for you from abroad and invited us to dinner tonight."
"Sure."
