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The baby in her belly seemed to have heard her and gave her a kick.

A smile rose uncontrollably to Qiao Wanqing's face.

Back when she had Koukou, it had not been a voluntary pregnancy. While he was still in her belly, she had felt no maternal love—only rejection, even terror and helplessness. She had been utterly lost about her future. How could she have felt any love?

Fortunately, Koukou had turned out so well.

Qiao Wanqing took Koukou for a walk around the residential complex, then went to rest in a pavilion. It was midmorning on a weekday, so there were few people around. Holding her belly, Qiao Wanqing sat down on a stone bench.

Koukou sat on the stone bench opposite her, swinging his little legs. "So comfy~"

"You little rascal!" Qiao Wanqing scolded him.

Koukou pouted. "I'm not a little rascal!"

"Then you're a big rascal."

"I'm not a rascal!" Koukou shouted.

Nearly two and a half years old now, Koukou still occasionally paused when he spoke, but he rarely stuttered anymore. He had also learned to say "I" instead of always calling himself Koukou.

Qiao Wanqing was almost amused by the serious way he corrected her. Just as she was about to comfort him, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her belly.

That familiar feeling—she was going into labor!

Wasn't there supposed to be a period of noticeable movement beforehand? Why was this one different?

It was either nothing at all, or once it started, the baby was about to come out fast.

Qiao Wanqing could not worry about that now. She pulled out her phone to call Gu Yanqing, but perhaps because she was too nervous, the moment she unlocked it, her hand slipped and the phone fell to the ground.

Unable to bend down