"Come, sit here." Mrs. Tang invited them to sit down and had the servant bring a cup of coffee and hot milk.

An Zixi sat beside Tang Jin Chen, his heart beating violently. The palm that he held tightly was covered in sweat. She nervously leaned against him. Tang Jin Chen clasped her fingers together, making her uneasy heart feel a trace of warmth.

Mrs. Tang noticed An Zizi's stomach and asked with a smile, "How many months has it been?"

"It's been ...