Ye Anhao tightly gripped the bed rail beside her, her knuckles turning white from exertion. She was in excruciating pain, yet all she could think about was the child in her belly.
Is the child okay? Will the child be in trouble?
She lowered her gaze to her prominently swollen belly, and tears uncontrollably fell. For this child, she had gone through so much hardship, sacrificed her studies, even her future; if anything happened to the child, she...
Meanwhile, in the principal wedding car, Ouyang Che had just picked up the bride and was rushing to the hotel. Beside him sat the beautiful and elegant bride, but he was distracted throughout, his mind replaying the words Ouyang Yifeng had just said to him.
Brother, Ye Anhao is pregnant!
At that moment, the wedding car suddenly came to a stop. The bride looked towards the front row driver, confused, and asked, "What's going on?"
"It looks like there's a traffic jam ahead."
