"You didn't ...?" Wu Peiwen's sharp voice interrupted li Jinghui's explanation.
"If you don't, then tell me, how did this woman's stomach get so big?"
Wu Peiwen suddenly stretched out her index finger and pointed to the side.
She pointed at Yao Yuqing, who was sitting on the sofa, hugging her stomach in fear.
From the moment Wu Peiwen entered the door, Yao Yuqing could feel the strong hostility from this proud daughter of heaven.
Apart from that, there was also a sense of crisis that made her deeply uneasy.
Yao Yuqing was terrified and even guilty.
She knew very well who was the one who had impregnated her.
From the moment Wu Peiwen entered the door, she did not dare to look into this woman's eyes-she was afraid that the other party would see her guilty conscience.
However, Yao Yuqing told herself that she did not need to panic. She should not panic-no one knew whose child it was, not even li junyu.
