"How do you know that?" Luo Qinghe frowned as he looked at Bai Wei. "I never knew the two of you were so close."
Bai Wei was about to say something, but Luo Qinghe's tone had angered her, and she became like a lion with bristled fur, her face full of rage as she said, "What do you mean by that? Do you think I've been prying into other people's business, wanting to see Nan Qing's misfortune?"
"I didn't mean that." Luo Qinghe realized that his words were not quite appropriate, and he quickly tried to explain, "I think pregnancy is a very private matter, and given the relationship between the two of you, she shouldn't have told you."
"Why wouldn't she tell me about it, given our relationship?" Bai Wei moved slightly away, putting an arm's length between her and Luo Qinghe, her voice laced with irritation. "Is it not just because you used to really like Nan Qing, so you assume I could never be friends with her?"
