"Who?" Song Qinghuan echoed Han Qianqian's statement with a whisper.
She was somewhat vexed. Why did Han Qianqian hint about the identity of the child's father to her? Could it be someone she knows? But then again, doesn't Shi Annuo also know the same people she does? How could Han Qianqian choose someone they both know, had she lost her mind?
Han Qianqian asked Song Qinghuan if she wanted to know who the father of the child was. Yet when Song Qinghuan asked, she didn't respond immediately.
Instead, she suddenly smiled, implying something profound, "Do you know? Sometimes, I'm really envious of you, I'm jealous of you."
With a sudden shift in topic, she sat across sipping her coffee, with a charming smile, as if the atmosphere was harmonious and tranquil.
Song Qinghuan was puzzled, unsure of what made Han Qianqian so audacious to act as if nothing had happened.
At this moment, acting as an overprotective sister, Song Qinghuan felt a wave of sympathy for Shi Annuo.
