Bo Qin was actually almost maddened with anger because Jian Dan was pregnant, and she didn't know who the father of the child was.
He asked, but Jian Dan didn't say.
Every time he wanted to blame her, Jian Dan's face would turn pale as snow, extremely unsightly, didn't his heart ache?
As if, he was most pained by Jian Dan's endurance, in two days, he could see that she was truly panicking, suffering, and enduring for nurturing this child.
He didn't know what Jian Dan was worried about, why she wouldn't tell him everything, the only time she answered, he almost lost it when he was alone.
It was the night of the second day, when he asked Jian Dan, "Do you love the father of the child?"
Jian Dan paused with the hand holding her chopsticks, her expression turned somewhat stiff, then her eyelashes trembled, she nodded, "Yes."
The suffocating feeling that overwhelmed him at that moment was almost unbearable.
