Fortunately, enough was said in time. "Forget it, let's not talk about him. Even if he says so, I can't really believe it. Who knows if he suddenly had a brain cramp and pulled something like that again? Besides, Yingying can't bear to watch him get married here. It's better to send her away where she won't have to see this."
Moreover, the fetus needs more nutrition and some routine pregnancy check-ups, which aren't convenient here.
Not to mention, the belly will grow bigger day by day and soon can't be hidden.
"Okay, where do you want to go? I'll arrange for someone to handle it." Bo Fengheng gently brushed his fingertips against her soft hair, somewhat absent-mindedly.
Every cell in his body was itching to move.
But he couldn't show it.
He could only lick his thin lips and cautiously ask for some reward, "Well... can there be a little reward?"
