She had anticipated that Jing Yiren would be so mad she'd slap Lu Ming and run away, but things didn't turn out as she had expected.
Ran Qing was stunned for two seconds then exclaimed, "One month? No... less than that!"
"My husband has been inseparable from me this month, how strange the timing of your child's conception is!"
"Are you sure he's really been inseparable?" Ran Qing challenged.
If she hadn't seen Lu Ming drunk at Golden Age half a month ago, she wouldn't dare to say such things.
Ran Qing continued to say: "Lu Ming! Don't you remember the night you got drunk at Golden Age?"
"..." Lu Ming's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He did drink a bit too much at Golden Age half a month ago, but he was still sober-minded and remembered everything he had done.
"What are you trying to say?" Lu Ming asked calmly.
"I want you to take responsibility for me!"
Everyone present gasped quietly.
