Wen Yi nodded and let him lead her to the dining room.
The meal was almost the same as usual, only with fewer words, and the atmosphere was missing something.
However, Mo Shichen seemed oblivious, nor did he tease or say something to cheer her up as he normally would when she was feeling down. He simply and naturally finished the meal.
After finishing her meal, Wen Yi took a cup of hot drink and went upstairs. He watched her retreating figure with a deep gaze, but did not call out to stop her or follow her up.
She returned to the study alone, randomly pulled out a book from the shelf, sat down in the chair in front of the desk, flipped it open at random, and began to read. But... although it seemed she took in every word, not a single complete sentence entered her mind.
Pregnant women easily become melancholic with the changing seasons, blowing emotions out of proportion... is that so?
