As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Yiyun's smile almost collapsed.
When Zheng Yuanchang and the others heard this, they immediately understood what Su Wanxin meant.
This girl really does have a sharp tongue.
How difficult it is to be a parent, Zhang Yiyun understands all too well.
His daughter, Zhang Xinjie, had caused him countless troubles over the past six months, making him lose so much money. The bitterness of it all, Zhang Yiyun could only swallow by himself, unable to share with outsiders.
But who doesn't know he has a daughter who's a burden to him?
During this time, no one dared mention his daughter's matters in front of Zhang Yiyun.
To be precise, Su Wanxin didn't bring it up either today. She merely mentioned being pregnant. If Zhang Yiyun wanted to overthink it, that was not her concern.
Su Wanxin looked at Zhang Yiyun's face, suppressing his anger, and her smile was radiant.
"When I give birth, I'll invite President Zhang for a drink, how about that?"
