"Brother!" Zhong Mengfan spoke in a low voice, visibly sobering up a lot.
If you looked closely, you could see a trace of fear in the depths of her eyes.
Actually, she herself did not know what was going on. Normally, her brother was quite good to her and had cleaned up quite a few messes for her. But deep down inside, she feared her brother more than her parents.
Zhong Jinghao narrowed his eyes, a complete lack of warmth in the depths, and he coldly said, "Meng Fan, tell me the truth, are you pregnant? And whose child is it in your womb?"
"Tell everything truthfully so that the family can think of ways to help you. If you really are pregnant, then this is not something you can resolve on your own."
He wasn't worried about Zhong Mengfan being pregnant, but about what Zhong Niangyao had just said. If the child in Meng Fan's belly really couldn't be aborted, then the situation would be completely different.
