About the identity of Zhou Ruoki, Seo Zhenzhen dared not speak; she knew she could not claim the child was Zhou Lin's or He Lanzhi's, and she was well aware that after today, Zhou Lin would certainly have a paternity test done.
The truth would come out.
She could not stay here waiting for Zhou Lin's fury or He Lanzhi's retaliation.
She had to leave.
However, at this moment, it wasn't just a matter of her wanting to leave.
Zhou Lin stared at her intensely, his gaze sharp and cold, yet his tone casual, "Seo Zhenzhen, is it that hard to answer whose child it is?"
Seo Zhenzhen's face turned pale, her fingernails digging deeply into her palm, "The child is naturally yours, Ah Lin. Are you doubting me?"
Her expression was sorrowful, but her eyes deliberately fell on Cheng Zhiwei; somewhat provocatively she said, "Have you forgotten what happened that day at the hotel?"
