When He Lianhuang realized that she was serious about leaving, he panicked even more. He stood in front of her to block her way. "Dai'er, you definitely know about it. Stop hiding it from me."
"Know what? He Lian, you better make yourself clear." Feng Tianlan raised her head and looked at him, who was nervous as an ant in a frying pan, indifferently.
After seeing her indifferent attitude and her bland expression that clearly said that she had no idea what he was talking about if he didn't explain himself. He Lianhuang gritted his teeth. "Zhaoyang is pregnant with my baby. I need to find her. I need to marry her. I can't let her go through this alone."
After hearing what He Lianhuang said in a single breath as if he wouldn't be able to say it if he were to pause halfway through his sentence, she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him indifferently. "Who told you that?"
