"Don't say that..." Mr. Zhao was immensely irritated by her retort. How could someone speak about themselves that way? If this young man truly liked his daughter, there shouldn't be any bias.
As a father, regardless of whether it was his daughter's fault, he firmly stood by her side, even though it was indeed Zhao Mengmeng who got pregnant before marriage.
"What did I say? I only told the truth, Dad. You know this all too well. Anyway, lay off setting up romantic matches for me. Your priorities should be Mom and the company..."
"Mengmeng, you're here?" Tan Yihong ran out from the crowd, gazing at Zhao Mengmeng with surprise and delight, his eyes practically shining.
Interrupted by Tan Yihong, Zhao Mengmeng suddenly realized that their group had inadvertently become the focal point of the crowd.
Zhao Mengmeng felt a chill down her spine. Today, as Tan Yihong took his courageous step forward, his exhilarated expression was unlike that of the class leader she usually knew.
