Ruan Mengmeng's head felt heavy. She felt that there were many things that she had not explained clearly.
"Father, what happened? Why did I suddenly faint? where did Zhan mo go? why am I here? and my stomach is in so much pain. Is it really okay? However, it's not in pain anymore, Yingluo."
She subconsciously lowered her head to look at her bulging stomach, her face filled with confusion.
Ruan Mengmeng had never been worried about her own health. She knew her own condition. Her body was in good condition, and pregnancy had always been easy for her, so she did not mind.
But today, ruan Mengmeng suddenly felt how helpless she was as a pregnant woman when the pain and dizziness hit her.
Ruan Mengmeng looked up at Zhan Yang with her bright, black, almond-shaped eyes, waiting for him to tell her what had happened.
The only person she trusted in this Manor was Zhan Yang.
