Gu Yuena suddenly turned her head to look at him, only to meet a pair of gentle eyes. "It will be alright. People who are blessed by fate will avoid calamity. Our son will definitely be fine. If true danger arises, we will sense it immediately. If it truly comes to that, then the three of us will face life and death together."
Gu Yuena originally wanted to break free from his embrace, but upon hearing his words, for some reason, her heart softened instantly. His arms were so warm and broad, and being held in his embrace gave her an extraordinary feeling of comfort and stability. Even the anxiety in her heart seemed to have subsided somewhat.
Tang Wulin wrapped his arms around her, letting her lean into his embrace. Smelling the faint fragrance in her hair, a torrent of emotions surged in his heart. At last, he could hold her again. Son? Son, keep fighting!
