On the weekend, Lin Qi accompanied Catherine on a walk through the conservatory.
Catherine had begun to show, but she continued with her work. The Federation's journalists had faithfully recorded footage of her working while pregnant.
Many women took Catherine as their life's role model and goal, striving and working hard, even though it was unlikely that they would ever become someone like Catherine—not in this life, the next, or even the one after that.
That did not stop their positive emotions from fermenting within them! And a congresswoman who was "currently in a state of pregnancy" added even more of an aura to Catherine.
The radiance of motherhood, along with her loyalty to the nation, had earned Catherine plenty of points in the public's eyes.
Her workload was slightly lighter on the weekends.
"Actually, many people now believe there's no need for us to live underground."
The conservatory was very warm, and workers carefully wiped down its completely transparent glass every few days to ensure it did not gather dust and become cloudy.
In truth, there was little point in doing so now, because the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors had caused a layer of water droplets to condense on the glass, making it difficult to see outside anyway.
The two of them walked through the lush gardens. It was inconceivable to ordinary people, but for most wealthy families, it was easy to accomplish.
All they needed was money.
Of course, by now, money alone was not enough. They needed power as well.
Catherine supported her belly as she strolled. The gravel beneath her feet and the fragrance of soil and plants in the air made her feel as though she had returned to a summer many years ago.
"They think we can build aboveground structures like conservatories.