On the surface, she spoke gentle and understanding words, but in reality, Chen Wenyu was stalling for time. Each word was deliberately slowed down a bit, while carefully controlling her emotions and expression, and at the same time, not daring to slack off as she continued to watch the door closely.
"Say what you need to say quickly and leave!" Song Guotao was also feeling anxious and uneasy inside, but he covered these emotions with impatience and annoyance. Xuanxuan and Mi Wan could come at any time, and he was worried they would find him with Chen Wenyu, making him feel very unsettled.
"I... I..." Chen Wenyu stammered with a shy expression. When she saw a small black leather boot appear at the door out of the corner of her eye, a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes, and she quickly said, "I am pregnant, Guotao. I'm carrying your child in my belly."
