Lin Miaoyu's eyes widened in shock as she rushed forward, circling around to confront Zhao Mengmeng directly.
"Is it really you?" Lin Miaoyu shouted loudly.
In an instant, she interrupted the video call between Zhao Mengmeng and Zhao Gao.
"Dad, I have something to do; I'll hang up first." Zhao Mengmeng was also startled by Lin Miaoyu's sudden appearance. What was Lin Miaoyu doing here?
"It really is you, Zhao Mengmeng, you..." Lin Miaoyu's gaze moved downward, and she caught sight of Zhao Mengmeng's belly.
By now, it was visibly obvious that she was pregnant.
Moreover, it wasn't just one or two months along; it was clearly four or five months.
"You're pregnant? Your stomach?" Lin Miaoyu pointed at Zhao Mengmeng's swollen abdomen, trembling.
At that moment, she had only one thought.
That was, the child in Zhao Mengmeng's belly was still Pei Chenyang's child.
"What's it to you?" Zhao Mengmeng cursed inwardly, feeling unlucky.
