"Jing, do you really not know what kind of person I am? You don't trust me?" Gu Mingzhu looked at Jiang Jing with a pale face, her hand tightly gripping Jiang Jing's as if letting go would mean he'd leave her.
Jiang Jing stayed silent. If it were before, he would have believed her for sure, but now, he didn't dare…
"Jing, I'm sorry, I was just jealous a moment ago, that's why I said all that nonsense."
Gu Mingzhu looked at Jiang Jing pitifully, her watery eyes glistening with tears; she looked so heartbreakingly fragile that Jiang Jing wanted not to care about her, but—he just couldn't.
"Ah, my stomach hurts a little. Do you think our baby is alright?" Gu Mingzhu touched her belly, looking uncomfortable.
Jiang Jing immediately grew worried, and carried Gu Mingzhu out the door.
Zhao Xiu watched their hurried retreat, even if she was slow she could taste what was happening. Jiang Jing truly wanted to make it up to her, but Gu Mingzhu was scheming to drive her away?
