Before Zhao Shusheng could react, Xu Qinghuan asked Liu Dongmei, "Comrade Liu, I'll give you a chance, why don't you tell everyone whose child you're carrying?"
Liu Dongmei was still hesitating. In the Liaozhong Team, the Zhao family was a big name. If she offended Zhao Shusheng, she'd be in big trouble.
"It's...it's...it's Lin Yufei, Comrade Lin's!"
Even more shocked than Zhao Jianjun was Lin Yufei. He had just moved over from the Liaozhong Team yesterday morning, planning to build a house after the New Year and marry Yu Xiaomin. Now he had a bucket of slop dumped on him, making him nauseated enough to vomit up the lamb stew he had just eaten.
Liu Dongmei's thinking was simple. It seemed like the Zhao family was closed off to her no matter what. Anyone with eyes could see that choosing Jiang Xingmei was more pragmatic than choosing her.
Just like before, her fiancé who stayed in the city ultimately chose to abandon her.
