Tong Ran is pregnant.
Mo Nanjue's charming almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, the child is more than a week old...
If the previous child hadn't been aborted by Luo Xiao, up until now, no matter how you count it, it couldn't have been just over a week.
Unless...
But all of this doesn't matter.
Mo Nanjue softly exhaled a ring of smoke, the bitter and astringent taste spread, and the words Tong Ran said last night still lingered in his mind...
The man lightly pressed the tip of his tongue against the corner of his mouth. He didn't care whether Luo Xiao had touched Tong Ran or if they had slept together. What he cared about was her health.
According to Tong Ran's character, if she discovered she was pregnant with Luo Xiao's child, how could she possibly want it? If she acted recklessly, bumping into things everywhere, the child might get hurt, and her body would also suffer...
