"Some things we will have to face sooner or later." Lin Yue hinted, hoping she would understand.
Shen Jingrou's body swayed as she lowered her head, gripping the man's hand tighter. She reassured herself that she hadn't told anyone about the pregnancy; Lin Yue couldn't possibly know.
But Lin Yue's words seemed to carry another meaning just now, making her a bit unsure.
Had she accidentally revealed something these days? Impossible, right? Shen Jingrou was anxious inside.
"Let me think about it."
They indeed needed to make a clean break; they couldn't keep entangling endlessly. Otherwise, when the little one grew up, they would definitely be subjected to others' cold remarks, Shen Jingrou pondered.
"Okay." Lin Yue felt a sense of relief seeing her no longer resist.
He had mentioned Lin Fei in a fit of anger just now, which made him feel guilty. One should respect the deceased—no matter how jealous he was, that person was still his prideful brother.
