Jin Qianqian couldn't help but feel secretly relieved that her senior had transmigrated here with her. She doubted whether she could have survived alone in this hostile era, even with her spatial ability.
"How long will you be gone this time?" Jin Qianqian asked, holding his hand, her heart full of reluctance.
"I'm not sure yet, but I'll return as soon as possible." Gu Wenheng was equally unwilling to leave Jin Qianqian at a time like this. He stroked her still-flat belly. "It's going to be hard on you for a while, my dear. Make sure to read to our son more often."
Considering the stark difference in how men and women were treated in this era, both of them hoped for a chubby baby boy. They kept calling the baby their "son" as if it were already an established fact.
