For all these years, the only genuine affection he had expressed was for the child in her womb. It was the same five years ago, and it was still the same now.
She didn't know if Qin Zhiyou said such things to soothe her mood on purpose. Having a child, she indeed felt her emotions were more volatile. Handling clients and colleagues outside, or facing her mother at home was manageable. She knew she shouldn't provoke others, and her mother's illness couldn't afford any upset. But facing Qin Zhiyou, perhaps because he had indeed been treating her exceptionally well recently, so well that she felt it was almost unreal, she wouldn't have dared to get angry with him like she just had back at school.
When Qin Zhiyou said he liked her, she was delighted on one hand. The man she loved liked her back, a top-tier fortune in this world.
