She looked directly into his eyes, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Um?"

Lu Xingjian pursed his lips, his eyes filled with chilling coldness and a hint of mockery.

"Hmm what?"

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"You touched that charred corpse for ages, didn't you breathe a sigh of relief?"

"Just because I'm watching doesn't mean I'm stupid."

Su Wanwan was unusually calm, and her voice sounded like it wasn't her own.

"You really want to hear it?"

Lu Xingjian pulled over a chair and sat down in front of Su Wanwan, resting his hands on his knees and leaning slightly forward.

The slightly messy stray hairs at her temples were stuck to her forehead with sweat, adding to her disheveled appearance.

His eyes were so sharp they seemed to pierce right through you.

“Tell everything clearly and in detail.”

This interrogation-like manner made Su Wanwan's heart pound even faster.

She went over her prepared remarks again, her expression calm and undisturbed.

"Don't be angry if I tell you."

Lu Xingjian gave a sarcastic laugh.

"Have you ever given me the right to be angry?"

Su Wanwan lowered her eyes, and after a long while, finally parted her lips slightly:

"I have given birth."

Lu Xingjian slightly pulled his hand away from his knee.

My heart clenched tightly.

As expected.

He should have guessed it sooner.

As her husband, he was well aware that her body had changed somewhat compared to a few years ago.

He initially thought it was due to the passage of time.

Looking back now, everything was foreshadowed, but he just hadn't thought about it that way.