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Lu Qian was following Wen Qing closely just now. He was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with her pace and that her figure would disappear from his sight again.

He noticed the butterfly pearl hairpin in Wen Qing's hair. Its light shone softly under the light, complementing Wen Qing's temperament.

This reminded him of the time when they first met, when he was still the 'Balloon Brother', when he took one of her hairpins at her home. It was the first time in my life that I stole something, and the person who was stolen from was Wen Qing.

A warm current surged in Lu Qian's heart. This was a common memory between them and a deep bond between them.

Just as he was lost in memories, Wen Qing suddenly turned her head, her eyes seeming to be searching for something.

Lu Qian's heart tightened, and he immediately hid behind the bus stop sign on the side of the road. The sound of his heartbeat echoed in his ears,

He felt his heart racing. He clutched his chest tightly, trying to calm his inner excitement. He knew that he couldn't let Wen Qing discover him. He must remain calm and rational in order to deal with whatever may happen next.

Time seemed to have stood still, and every second was filled with tension and anticipation. Lu Qian's heartbeat and breathing seemed to be the only melody in the world.

When he saw Wen Qing turn her head and then walk towards the hotel, he suddenly felt an indescribable loss in his heart.

Lu Qian could almost feel Wen Qing's breath. He followed her closely, his heartbeat synchronized with his footsteps.

He was afraid, afraid that if he slowed down a little, he would lose her forever. That anxiety and uneasiness were deeply imprinted on his heart. He stared at Wen Qing, that elegant and gentle woman.

He told himself that he had to keep up with her because his world would no longer be complete and he couldn't lose her.

He knew the feeling of loss, the pain and helplessness, and he never wanted to experience it again. He couldn't let himself fall into that endless darkness again.

Wen Qing walked into this luxurious hotel like a castle, and she carefully chose a room on the lower floor.

She knew that this was not only convenient, but also safer. After all, she is now a pregnant woman and needs more care and protection.

Suddenly, Wen Qing remembered the doctor's words: "Exercise more so that the delivery will be smoother."

She glanced at the elevator next to her, then firmly chose to climb the stairs.

Although the stairs are relatively steep and not as smooth as taking the elevator, Wen Qing believes at this moment that this will not only help her exercise, but also allow her to better adapt to the birth process in the future.

Wen Qing walked slowly, taking every step carefully. Although walking up the stairs was a bit tiring, Wen Qing felt it was worth it.

She believes that as long as she keeps exercising and exercising, she will be able to successfully give birth to a pair of healthy babies.

Thinking like this, her heart was filled with joy and happiness, and she knew that all the hard work and effort were worth it.

Wen Qing couldn't control her heart, just like all expectant mothers. She was curious, after birth, would the babies in her belly look more like their father, or more like herself?

She thought of Lu Qian's face. If her daughters looked like their father, they would all be beauties who would conquer the entire country.

Lu Qian was stumped by being followed up the stairs. He was wearing leather shoes hand-sewn by Italian craftsmen. They were already stained with some dust from being followed along the way.

He slowed down carefully, trying not to make a sound with each step. His breathing was deliberately kept steady so as not to attract unnecessary attention in this quiet stairwell.

He must always keep his eyes alert, staring at the stairs in front of him, not daring to relax at all.

Lu Qian's mood became more and more nervous, and he felt that his heartbeat was constantly accelerating.

However, he knew that he could not give up and he would continue to follow until he walked in front of Wen Qing step by step.

He took a deep breath and continued walking up the stairs, each step filled with determination and courage.

While following Wen Qing, Lu Qian kept reminding himself to stay calm. His eyes were always fixed on the target's back, and the sound of his heartbeat echoed in the empty stairwell.

He must follow carefully to avoid being detected by the other party. At the same time, he must always pay attention to the sound of his footsteps and breathing to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

However, no matter how careful Lu Qian was, things still happened. When he was about to take the last step, Wen Qing's petite figure suddenly stopped and turned around.

Lu Qian's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He looked around nervously, then quickly hid behind a wall and held his breath. He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Wen Qing would not notice his existence.

He cautiously stuck his head out and observed Wen Qing's condition. Wen Qing was seen standing there, her big black grape-like eyes looking solemnly, as if she was waiting for something.

Afterwards, Wen Qing quickly quickened her pace and walked firmly towards her room. The hotel is ridiculously large, with long corridors that seem to never end. It was quiet all around, with no one around.

Her footsteps fell silently on the soft carpet, as if she were walking alone through a cotton field.

The texture of the carpet is very good. Whether you step on it with high heels or flat shoes, it feels like walking on flat ground without making any sound. Wen Qing couldn't help but marvel at the luxury and comfort of this hotel. Everything here made people feel safe and relaxed.

Wen Qing breathed a long sigh of relief, and the uneasiness in her heart slowly dissipated. Someone was following her just now, maybe it was just an illusion.

She opened the door gently and stepped into the room. A warm breath hit her face, gradually relaxing her tense nerves.

However, the moment she turned back to close the door, suddenly, a pair of strong arms appeared in front of the door, and the door was blocked.

Wen Qing's breathing stopped for a moment, and a chill filled her heart. Her eyes were fixed on those strong arms, which belonged to a man. Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and various possible scenarios flashed through her mind.

However, just when she was about to run away, the man outside the door spoke, his voice gentle but with a hint of nervousness: "Miss Wen Qing? How are you doing?"

His voice seemed to have a kind of magic power, causing Wen Qing to suddenly stop all movements.

She held the door handle tightly, feeling mixed emotions in her heart. This voice was all too familiar to her. Lu Qian, the man who once made her heart beat and fell deeply in love with her, was standing outside the door at this moment.

Wen Qing's heartbeat accelerated instantly, and she felt an inexplicable power surge inside her body. Although Lu Qian was standing in front of her, her eyes still fell on the door unconsciously, as if she could see Lu Qian's figure through the door.

Then, she finally plucked up the courage to raise her head. Their eyes met in the air, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.