"What's wrong? Is there anything you want to eat or drink?" The man's concerned gaze shifted along with her upward-moving gaze. "If there's anything you need, you have to tell me, alright? As long as you want it, even if it's overseas, I'll use my private plane to get it for you within an hour."
Ji Ziming's anticipation made the woman swallow back her statement of not being pregnant. "N-Nothing."
"That's great. Wait till you're more comfortable; I'll get the family doctor to have a look at you."
"Alright." She nodded. The current him would not listen to anything she said, so why not wait until the family doctor announced the fact that she was not pregnant?
Standing on the second floor, beside the golden, hollow railings, Qu Jingwan clenched her fists tightly. Her face was covered by an almost invisible layer of anger, whereas a storm was already raging in her heart.
