Ji Shiting smiled and said, "Does that mean you won't mind if Little Zheng is my son?"
Ye Shengge could tell that there was something wrong with his tone. She hesitated for a bit and said, "The child is innocent after all… Besides, it's all in the past between you and Ling Yutong. It might be a little troublesome with this child, but it's not impossible."
The man pursed his lips, turned around, pressing her underneath him as he grabbed her wrist.
Ye Shengge was shocked and stammered, "What… What's wrong?"
Did he suddenly want it?
Ji Shiting stared at her surprised face and got angrier.
"How magnanimous of you, Ye Shengge." He curled his lips. "It's my good fortune to marry you."
No matter how silly Ye Shengge was, she knew that he was being sarcastic. She bit her lips and said, "I just want you to know my stance. I too hope that the child isn't related to you…"
