Zhao Fei'er is pregnant.
When Su Xiaoying heard this, her black and white pupils contracted violently. This sentence was all she could hear -- Zhao Fei'er is pregnant.
Her memory went back again. At that time, not long after her mother passed away, that beautiful female secretary came to the door and held her father’s hand. She was crying non-stop because that female secretary was also pregnant.
Ha.
Su Xiaoying’s bright eyes instantly became empty and lost. So... she had walked down the same path as her mother.
—— Oh my God, Zhao Fei'er is actually pregnant. She’s pregnant out of wedlock, right?
—— whose child is this?
—— who is Zhao Fei'er’s Man?
The scene turned into a pot of porridge.
Zhao Fei'er secretly curled her red lips. This was the effect she wanted. Today, she wanted to pull Su xiaoying down from the altar.
That’s right, she was really pregnant.
Zhao Fei'er reached out and touched her lower abdomen. She let out a sigh of relief. This was Feng Sinan’s child.
