"Miss Zhao, there were reports that you visited the gynecology department of a hospital in private. May I ask if you are indeed pregnant, as the rumors have suggested?"
"Miss Zhao, Miss Zhao..."
In the midst of numerous questions, Zhao Manman left with a smile.
Her agent left only one line, "Now is not the time to go public, we ask the members of the press to give Manman some private space, thank you all."
As Zhao Manman's figure receded in the camera's lens, the color drained from Ye Xi's face as well.
In a daze, she knocked over a glass of milk that was in front of her.
She looked down as the milk glass rolled off the coffee table onto the floor, shattering with a crisp sound into pieces.
Tan Shu heard the noise and hurried out from inside.
Seeing Ye Xi's pale face and the mess on the floor, she couldn't help asking, "What happened?"
Ye Xi's mind was blank, a jumble of various sounds still echoing in her head, mixing together.
