Chi Yue: "Mine."
Fu Rongyin's eyes flickered slightly, "While you were with me..."
"No. The child is not yours, it's Nan Yuan's and mine," Chi Yue cut him off, "Do you have other business? If not, I'm going in."
Fu Rongyin watched her motionless, as if something was stirring in the depths of his dark eyes.
Chi Yue stood for a moment, not waiting for him to speak, she lifted her hand to open the door.
Suddenly, her wrist was grasped with force, and the man gently pulled her into his embrace.
Almost subconsciously, Chi Yue pushed him away, "Mr. Fu, please have some dignity."
He held onto her hand tightly, his face void of any emotion, "The child, who is it really from?"
Chi Yue's gaze was indifferent, looking at him as if he were a stranger.
