As the door opened, the chilly wind struck her face, making her shiver all over.
Except for the sunny days when she would take a stroll in the garden in the afternoon, even Eleven hadn't been taken for his walks because of her pregnancy. It was fair to say she had barely left the heated indoors for 24 hours a day.
She hadn't felt this biting cold in a long time, freezing her face until it felt stiff.
Wen Yi had just reached the garage and hadn't even started the car when someone suddenly lifted her off her feet from behind. Before she could scream out, a stern voice exploded above her head, "Wen Yi, have you lost your mind? Do you know how cold it is outside? Dressed like that, running out?!"
Mo Shichen, although domineering, rarely ever spoke with such harshness and raised his voice, especially since Wen Yi got pregnant. Other than teasing and joking with her, he had mostly been as tender as could be, nearly indulging her every whim.
