"Zhilan, what you don't know is that there's this magical thing called 'father-son telepathy'!" At this moment, Bian Xiulin was standing on He Teng's side.
He Zhilan nodded absentmindedly, not in the mood to banter with Bian Xiulin. Right now, all she wanted to do when she looked at He Teng was to dig a hole and bury herself in it!
So mortifying! So utterly embarrassing!
She had thought she was pregnant and scolded He Teng about it, even seriously asked him about whether he wanted the baby or not. She was so nervous about it that she had insomnia last night, only to find out that the baby didn't exist in the first place!
He Zhilan almost wanted to bury her face in the ground, given her thin skin, any embarrassment would make her ears turn a fiery red.
Seeing how He Zhilan was, He Teng knew she was embarrassed. He figured she was probably worried that he would be angry for making such a spectacle.
