His hand gripped the phone tightly, his dark eyes lightly closed then opened again, revealing a profound sorrow within, "I admit, when I found out Chuxia was pregnant, I was very angry, and I was also very desperate, unable to accept this child, but I love her. So even if this child was a result of her scheming, I'm willing to accept it because this is our child."
This was something Xiao Zhao knew, after all, he had seen how heartbroken and desolate President Shi had been those days and had been the one to stay by his side throughout.
If President Shi had truly not wanted this child, he could have simply told Ling Chuxia to abort it; there was no need to send any text messages, much less to be heartbroken and drown his sorrows in alcohol.
Xiao Zhao nodded lightly, his gaze involuntarily swept back to the phone screen, suddenly stopping at the time the message had been sent. This time...
"President Shi, at this time, were you drinking at the bar?"
