"Are you angry?" Lu Hechen finally broke the silence.
"Angry?" Weilan was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Angry about what?"
Lu Hechen's gaze shifted, locking onto her eyes and brows, he said in a deep voice, "Shen Lu."
Weilan was startled again, meeting Lu Hechen's profound eyes.
She couldn't discern his emotions, nor did she want to, simply saying indifferently, "You mean Shen Lu saying she's carrying your child?"
"Yes!" He nodded.
"I'm not angry," Weilan said.
Isn't it obvious that it's fake?
If Shen Lu were pregnant with Lu Hechen's child, she would have said so long ago, why wait until now? And Shen Lu couldn't wait, Lu Hechen probably wouldn't let his offspring wander outside either, so logically it doesn't make sense, nor does it emotionally.
"Not angry?" Lu Hechen was taken aback, and suddenly he felt he couldn't see through Weilan.
Weilan nodded, "Yes, if there's nothing else I'll be going now."
"Wait!" Lu Hechen stood up and walked towards Weilan.
