I'm Pregnant With a Wealthy Old Man's Child

Chapter 78: Confession

The snowy winter was very cold. Fortunately, Zu Qi was dressed very thick, wrapped in three sweaters, and a thick and warm down jacket on the outside. The whole figure looked like a tightly wrapped zongzi.

Even Xue Wan's stroller was padded with three layers and three layers with fluffy blankets. There was no wind through it. Xue Wan, who was lying in it, asleep, made occasional chirp noises.

In comparison, only Xue Jue in a suit looks extraordinarily thin and extraordinarily cold...

Zu Qi walked silently beside Xue Jue. The bag containing Xue Wan's baby supplies was hung in Xue Jue's hand. The stroller carrying Xue Wan was also pushed by Xue Jue. Suddenly, he was a little uncomfortable with empty hands.

The shoes stepped on the soft snow and made a creaking sound, which was particularly harsh in the quiet environment.

Zu Qi buried his head and looked at the overlapping figures of him and Xue Jue on the snowy ground, and their moods fluctuated from side to side. The two of them walked a distance relatively silently, and finally Zu Qi couldn't help but say: "You..."

At the same time, Xue Jue said: "I..."

In the next second, their voices stopped abruptly.

Zu Qi thought that Xue Jue would continue to speak, but after waiting for a long time, he did not wait for a word from Xue Jue.

"..."

Zu Qi turned his head slightly and quietly glanced at Xue Jue in the corner of the light, and found that his expression was tense, seemingly nervous, and even the knuckles holding the handle of the stroller were white.

In the impression, Zu Qi seemed to have never seen Xue Jue so uneasy.

I don't know what he is worrying about...

Thinking of this, Zu Qi couldn't help but feel amused, and almost laughed with the back of her hand against her mouth.

It was so quiet all around, Xue Jue naturally quickly noticed Zu Qi's movements, and suddenly became a little unhappy: "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Zu Qi put his hand in his pocket again, and shrank his neck subconsciously because of the cold. He said in a casual tone, "Don't you have something to tell me? Can you say it now?"

"I..." Xue Jue was silent again.

Zu Qi: "..." He couldn't figure out when Xue Jue was so decisive when he became so indecisive.

After a while, Zu Qi watched Xue Jue gradually stop, he hurriedly stood still, and then stared face to face with Xue Jue.

Xue Jue's head was half higher than Zu Qi, and when he looked at Zu Qi, he lowered his eyes slightly. The surrounding light was dim, blurring the contours of his face, and half of the shadow was cast on his cheeks.

At first glance, Zu Qi felt that Xue Jue's eyes were soft, like a puff of warm water, which could make people drown in an instant.

"I remember you also said that you have something to tell me." Xue Jue said, with some evasive meaning, "You speak first."

In fact, Zuqi wanted to ask Xue Jue if he still remembered their conversation last night. If he remembers, he would like to rephrase the answer.

But thinking about it, when he really faced Xue Jue, he felt that those words were all stuck in the throat, and it was a bit difficult to say it.

Everyone has a self-protection mentality, and Zu Qi at this moment is the same. On the one hand, he wants Xue Jue to know his mind, and on the other hand, he is afraid of bearing the consequences of being rejected by Xue Jue.