He groggily heard a word.
Pregnant.
Mu Liang was suddenly seized by an absurd impulse.
Scared of getting pregnant? He would make her carry his child.
"Poor thing," Mu Liang murmured as he leaned to the side and gently pressed a kiss to her forehead.
Qiao Xia's body was a bit cold, instinctively seeking the warmth of a chest, she turned over with the blanket, hugged Mu Liang's waist, and her face wore a deep yearning.
His gaze deepened as he lowered his head and pressed a kiss to her lips.
"So, I really did love you."
This morning's international finance conference, Xu Ai encountered Liu Yichen.
Lately, Liu Yichen, full of vigour, had the Yuan Family's frenzied support, even though his fiancée's family had withdrawn from the whirlpool of power and chose not to assist any longer, the alliance between Liu Yichen and the Yuan Family showed no sign of fatigue.
Liu Zheng had a car accident and had been resting in silence.
