Chapter 12 (1/2)

Qiao Tan Yuan stood next to Gu Jiao Wu inside the small elevator

Qiao Tan Yuan’s heart pounded and she stole glances at Gu Jiao Wu He looked stern as usual The only times she had seen him sincerely smile hen he ith Chu Da Her heart ached and she bit her bitter lips She took a step away from him and told herself not to look at him anylances Qiao’s co’s co scheduled with Tong Shang Wen

The elevator lights flickered, turned off and the eht turned on

‘Oh…’ Qiao Tan Yuan said

The elevator shook and halted

‘Oh…’ Qiao Tan Yuan said

One of Qiao Tan Yuan’s hand protected her sto to hold onto to stop herself fro Gu Jiao Wu held onto her hand and braced her back

‘Thank you,’ Qiao Tan Yuan said

Qiao Tan Yuan barely could see anything under the di and could s with the elevator?’ Qiao Tan Yuan asked ‘Will it plummet?’

Qiao Tan Yuan didn’t hear Gu Jiao Wu’s reply She felt hihter So his other hand let go of her back and reached for a phone in his suitcase

‘There’s no reception here,’ Qiao Tan Yuan said ‘It’s useless to call for help’

Qiao Tan Yuan hugged Gu Jiao Wu’s waist and he looked at her stomach

‘Are you OK?’ Gu Jiao Wu asked

‘I’m scared,’ Qiao Tan Yuan said

If Qiao Tan Yuan wasn’t pregnant, she wouldn’t be scared But she was scared for her baby

Qiao Tan Yuan wouldn’t let go of Gu Jiao Wu’s waist so he moved them a step back

‘Lean on the wall,’ Gu Jiao Wu said

‘I don’t want to…’ Qiao Tan Yuan said Her baby kicked her stoo of o,’ Gu Jiao Wu said He wasn’t that inhu in the middle of the elevator’

‘Thank you,’ Qiao Tan Yuan said She o of his waist ‘How long do you think it’ll take security to know the elevator’s broken?’

‘I don’t know,’ Gu Jiao Wu said

The building had six elevators, but Gu Jiao Wu and Qiao Tan Yuan were in a private elevator She bit her lips, her forehead eaty and she felt too weak to even make a phone call

‘Are you in pain?’ Gu Jiao Wu asked

‘I’m OK,’ Qiao Tan Yuan said

Gu Jiao Wu suspected she was in pain, her heart was racing fast He held the satellite phone above their heads and turned on the satellite phone He could see her sweaty forehead reflected off the phone screen She was looking at the elevator doors, she wrapped an arm around his waist and her other hand protected her stomach

‘Does your stomach hurt?’ Gu Jiao Wu asked

Qiao Tan Yuan nodded her head

‘How nant?’ Gu Jiao Wu asked

‘Almost… nine months,’ Qiao Tan Yuan said

Qiao Tan Yuan winced, her stomach ached painfully ‘Gu Jiao Wu, it hurts’