But as her voice fell, the man's face grew even colder.
Just when she was puzzled, he suddenly bent down, his finger forcefully grasping her chin.
"Whose child is it?" he asked her in a cold voice, his eyes bloodshot with rage.
"What?" Su Xingyue was taken aback, her thoughts unable to keep up with his pace.
Had he gone mad? Why would he ask her such a question?
Her child, of course, was his!
"Did that Zhou guy touch you?!" The man's voice squeezed out from between his teeth, ringing out loudly.
His words caused Su Xingyue's heart to skip a beat, then she looked at him in utter shock.
"Nan Yuling, what do you mean by that?"
What did he mean by that?
Did he still doubt her? Did he suspect that something had happened between her and Zhou Yunsheng in these past few days?
"Su Xingyue, you've been pregnant for less than half a month, you tell me what I mean?!" Nan Yuling's icy voice followed, his grip on her chin tightening.