Suzuki Kyou, for a genius, had been putting the pieces together like a puzzle for a while now.
The new Wang Jin had given old. They were not two, but three people involved, including the one in Han Mei's tummy. He was actually wondering if a fourth person would suddenly show up, the father of the said baby in the tummy.
'It is still a lump of blood,' He thought to himself, as ideas keep forming inside his head. Aside from that, he was thinking of the noticeable differences that he always paid attention to.
The Han Mei he knew loves her sweets in whatever form. He had remembered the very young girl around six or seven who loves it to the point of acting like a thief instead of a guest in someone else house.
