Yin Moxue shouted frantically.
She couldn't accept this at all.
"By the way, Little Zhi Liao is already pregnant, did you know? Soon, Jin Chen will have a cute baby." Yin Molili spoke as if she didn't notice the murderous look in Yin Moxue's eyes and continued, "Unless Lu Xingzhi dies, Huo Jincheng will not fall in love with anyone else."
"No, no, no, that's impossible. How could she be pregnant? It's not true, she can't possibly give birth." Yin Moxue couldn't believe it, even more so, she couldn't accept it.
"Why is it impossible? Isn't it normal for her to be pregnant?" Yin Molili crouched down and suddenly said gently to Yin Moxue, "Mo Xue, after all, we've been siblings for over twenty years. Although we are not related by blood, this time I'll still let you go."
"Brother, are you serious?" Yin Moxue asked.
