"Lingling, eat more, the pregnancy is further along now, you must keep up your nutrition!" Xiang Yimo placed a piece of meat into Zhong Lingling's bowl.
Zhong Lingling shivered and suddenly recalled the conversation between Xiang Zongyin and Xiang Yimo that she had overheard in the bedroom. She thought, now she's carrying Xiang Yimo's child, of course he's treating her well. But will he still be good to her once she's given birth and she's no longer of use?
"Lingling... Lingling..." Xiang Yimo called her name twice, waving his five fingers before Zhong Lingling's eyes.
Only then did Zhong Lingling snap back to reality.
"Huh?"
After meeting Xiang Yimo's gaze, she quickly avoided looking at his face.
Seeing his perfect features, she felt somewhat inferior inside.
No matter how good or expensive the mask is, it can't change the fact that the skin on her left face is ulcerated.
