Back home, Pei Heyan tended to Wen Tang with meticulous care, each movement radiating immense cherishing and protection.
He seated Wen Tang in front of the sofa, gently rolled up her pant legs, fetched a basin of water, and carefully dipped her feet into the pre-prepared warm water. The warm liquid enveloped her ankles, bringing endless comfort and relaxation.
"Pregnancy has been tough on you, Ah Tang," Pei Heyan's voice was gentle, filled with sympathy and affection, his eyes showing an unquestionable sense of responsibility and commitment, as if he had swiftly assumed the roles of both father and husband.
Leaning on the sofa, Wen Tang felt the delicate care warming her heart. "With you here, everything is worth it," she responded softly, her eyes brimming with happiness and gratitude.
At this tender moment, the phone on the coffee table lit up, its ringtone crisp, breaking the room's silence.
Wen Tang was about to get up, but Pei Heyan gestured for her to stay seated.
