"You can go now." Guan Haoyang told his assistant, then, taking An Qianni by the hand, they returned to his office, "Why did you rush here so early while I was having a morning meeting?"
An Qianni pushed Guan Haoyang away and stood in front of him, her gaze, hurt and pained, fixed on him: "Tell me, who is Qin Yurong?"
Guan Haoyang was startled, not expecting she would find out about this matter: "Why are you asking this?"
"Is she pregnant with your child?" An Qianni pressed him, her eyes full of struggle and conflict, wishing to hear him say no.
But she also knew that this was merely wishful thinking, as all the evidence indicated that the child was his, indeed his!
An Qianni bit her lip, facing the silent Guan Haoyang, "Why aren't you speaking? Are you admitting it or have nothing to say?"
Guan Haoyang tossed the documents in his hand onto the desk and tugged at his tie, obviously impatient: "I don't want to discuss this issue with you any further."
