"I don't care if you hate me or are disgusted by me right now. Want to run? No way!"
With that, Yue Feng's lips curved into a smile.
"Anyway, since we already have a son, why not try harder for a daughter?"
Upon hearing this, Shang Haohao suddenly pushed Yue Feng away and sat up, clutching the blanket in panic.
Has he already found out that Xiaoge is his son?
She questioned angrily, "What do you mean exactly? Clarify it!"
Is he playing tricks on her?
He was humiliating her yesterday, and today he seemed to be confessing to her in some roundabout way.
What kind of madness is this?
Yue Feng slowly sat up, the blanket slipping from his chest, revealing his toned, sexy abs and skin as white as porcelain.
His mesmerizing phoenix eyes were deep and unwavering as he gazed at the little woman in front of him.
He lifted his long, slender hands to cup her small face.
Shang Haohao, startled, instinctively shrank back.
Yue Feng's hand paused, then continued to cradle her small face.
