The cold wind grazes the face, a sharp chill to the bone.
Chu Yunxuan, who just got out of the car, couldn't help but tighten her coat.
The wind is picking up.
Her hair flutters, messy before her eyes.
Chu Yunxuan squints slightly, looking toward one end of the runway.
A day apart feels like three autumns.
Although it's been just over a week since she saw Wu Jie, Chu Yunxuan always felt like she had been waiting an eternity.
Perhaps, that's the difference between a single girl and a woman in love!
Even though she couldn't be a wife recognized in a formal wedding, as long as she could have the man she loved, and carry his child…
Chu Yunxuan already felt immensely content.
Wrapping her coat around her, gently stroking her belly, it felt as if she possessed the entire world.
Not much later.
Instead of the official plane, what arrived first was a convoy of cars, slowly descending in the distance.
