She's pregnant?
She...
Is pregnant...
With this thought, the box in Bao Shaojin's hand was already crumpled.
The man's breathing became increasingly heavy, and a hint of crimson appeared in his deep eyes. The next second, he agilely got out of the car.
An Yin sat in her seat, not daring to move lightly. For some reason, the man before her seemed extremely terrifying.
As she was lost in thought, the door on her side was already opened by the man, and his bandaged hand was wrapping around her side.
An Yin held her breath, not knowing what the man intended to do. As soon as the seatbelt was undone and she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, her wrist was rudely grabbed by the man.
In the next moment, she was dragged out of the car by him.
"Bao Shaojin, you're hurting me," An Yin staggered along, her brows lightly furrowed.
With her soft, helpless voice, the voice-controlled lights around them lit up one by one.
