"Ah—" Ding Lan screamed in fright, "You, you can't do this."
Song Di said, "Your belly will get bigger and bigger. When the time comes, you'll still need someone to take care of you. Consider this my internship now."
"Song Di, if you dare mess around, I won't easily forgive you." Ding Lan was truly embarrassed, feeling very awkward. Song Di's hand reached out with toilet paper, she was really about to go crazy.
Song Di, unfazed by her threat, said, "You're a pregnant woman right now. Even if I wanted to mess around, there are conditions for that."
Ding Lan: "..."
"Stop dawdling. I really don't have the mind to lay a hand on a pregnant woman, understand?" he said again.
Ding Lan paused slightly, understanding that he was not interested in her.
In that case, why continue to put up with herself here?
Her voice chilled, "Get out."
The tone was off, suddenly dropping several degrees colder.
Song Di also froze, looking up at Ding Lan. Ding Lan already had a cold expression.
