Wang Zhao put on the black pants and then he buttoned up his white shirt. He did the last button and looked at himself in the mirror. He took some moisturizer and put it around his face and hands. His face was void of any expression. Even though he knew he was getting married, there was no excitement.
His phone buzzed. He picked it up. He didn't say a word until the other end answered. "Boss, you were right. Miss Mi Chan did go the doctor and.."
Wang Zhao's fist curled up. "And What?" He muttered through his gritted teeth.
"She is four-weeks pregnant."
Wang Zhao's lips twitched. His eyes filled with anger and resentment. He regretted every bit of time he had put on her, trusting her with all his might. "Thanks Kim, You know what will happen right? If Mi Chan doesn't confront the truth, I will have to.."
"Okay boss. Understood, I will be prepared for everything."
"Fine. Do not forget to pick me up. I will be ready exactly in 30 minutes."
