That day, Raymond took Yang Chan and Catlin for a walk in the garden.

The morning sunlight was just right, not too hot, but gave a feeling of thriving.

Everywhere was the fragrance of flowers and grass, the golden sunlight making the three of them feel comfortable.

"Mom, the child is already more than seven months old, the due date is next month." She held the hand of the foolish Yang Chan and placed it on her stomach. Her face was filled with a happy smile.

Yang Chan’s lips unexpectedly had a smile for the first time.

The three of them continued to stroll slowly.

Raymond looked at Catlin: "I...