An Ziqi glared at him, then rested her little head on his chest, listening to the powerful beats of his heart beneath.
"Do you think Jiayin is really pregnant?"
"I don't know." Xiao Moli clasped her hand, intertwining their fingers together.
"Jiayin is stubborn and impulsive by nature, always acting recklessly. If Ye Wuge really did something that upset her, it's not impossible she might act out in the heat of the moment."
An Ziqi frowned slightly, "But she's liked Ye Wuge for so many years. Would she really let herself get pregnant with someone else's child?"
"That depends on what Ye Wuge did before." Xiao Moli raised an eyebrow, his tone reflecting his familiarity with Ye Wuge. "I'd wager he sought out another woman and got caught by Jiayin."
Hearing this, An Ziqi pursed her lips and scoffed, "Serves him right. You men are all the same—eating from your bowl while eyeing the pot. All bastards."
