I have to say, Gao Xiu is an excellent psychologist and an outstanding woman who shines brightly.

It's been half a year since I last saw Zhao Yuan, and my life has undergone tremendous changes.

The morning sunlight squeezed through the gaps in the thick curtains, creating a bright spot in the middle of my pupils.

As soon as I got up, the continuous sound of vomiting from the bathroom dispelled the remaining confusion.

I almost jumped out of bed, didn't even have time to put on my shoes, and rushed to the bathroom like the wind.

"Xiuxiu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should I take you to the hospital?"

In front of the toilet, Gao Xiu rinsed away the vomit and looked up at me with a smile.

Her eyes were bright, and the two small dimples at the corners of her mouth were deeply indented.

She hugged my neck: "Wen Qing, I'm pregnant. Doesn't this count as the best gift for our one-month wedding anniversary?"

I stood there in a daze, my gaze fixed.

"You said, you said you..."

The corners of my mouth couldn't help but turn up, and Gao Xiu's smile became brighter and brighter.