Jian Qing feigned ignorance, "What do you mean? How am I supposed to know?"
Confronted by her perceptive eyes, Khan gave in and frankly asked, "Is the baby in Xiya's belly mine?"
As expected, even someone slow on the uptake would eventually get it.
Oh, Xiya, it seems you couldn't hide it from him for long.
Jian Qing curved her lips in a faint smile, "How am I supposed to know? Didn't she call the baby's father in front of you that day?"
"Who is that man?" Khan persisted, "When I accompanied her to the hospital, the doctor said she was more than six months pregnant. Xiya understated it by a month. So it must be my child, right?"
Jian Qing smiled innocently, "I really don't know. Maybe the doctor got it wrong. If you don't believe me, you can ask Xiya. As for who that man is, I've never met him. There's no point asking me."
"..."
Khan knew that Jian Qing would side with Xiya. He wouldn't be able to get any information out of her.
