"What is going on."
Once she stopped coughing, Ye Nanxun's eyes, filled with untold emotions, fell on the woman across from her.
"Miss Li, what is your line of thinking."
"How could you have concocted such a horrible idea."
"Is it based on personal experience?"
Ye Nanxun's suggestive gaze focused on the woman's abdomen.
There was an immediate flash of discomfort across Li Xiao's face.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Also, we are talking about sister Qiao's situation."
"Alright, alright, I won't talk about it, you need not get angry."
"You're pregnant, getting angry isn't good."
Ye Nanxun waved off with an amused smile.
She felt as if she had found the truth.
She had previously suspected together with Miss Qiao that the child in Li Xiao's belly was probably a deliberate act by Sun Hongkai.
But there was never a proper chance to inquire about it, but today was unexpectedly fruitful. Their guess turned out to be true.
An inner salute to a certain someone.
