Upon hearing these words, Wang Xiangxiang widened her eyes in disbelief. Was he joking?
The furthest they had ever gone was kissing; how could they possibly imagine the child was his? Surely he couldn't be unaware of this fact?
The more Wang Xiangxiang thought about it, the more she believed it was possible. A slight smile curved up the corners of her lips, not taking his words seriously but amused by his ignorance.
Seeing Wang Xiangxiang remain silent, Chu Lian continued, "The more I think about it, the more I feel that the child could indeed be mine. The doctor also said that the child is not even two months old."
As he spoke, Chu Lian's grip around Wang Xiangxiang's hand tightened, and his other hand rested on her stomach as he smiled and said, "Perhaps, this child is indeed mine."
Chu Lian's actions made Wang Xiangxiang stiffen. Had he really just touched her stomach?
