I’m Pregnant...

Zhao Jia hung her head. She did not expect that she would choose love over family love. However, she did not receive Peng Zezai's love at all. Was it her regret that made her faint on the rooftop and turn into the 17-year-old Zhao Jia? This was an irretrievable mistake.

Chang Jin pushed a glass of wine over. He clinked the glass and said, "Drink."

"I don't drink."

"You don't drink because you haven't drunk much in the past three years? Is your amnesia related to him? Did he cause it?"

"No, it's just me."

"Period?"

Zhao Jia was at a loss for words. She stared at him, then finally said, "Best actor, Chang Jin, I'm sober now."

"Impossible. If you're really sober, I'll dress like a woman!"

"Dress like a woman, huh? You'll definitely have to do that then. Anyway, it's not like you haven't worn something like that when you were young..." Her eyes sparkled with excitement.

He had even worn her dress before. If Chang Jin was a girl, she would definitely be a peerless beauty. It was just that they had not seen each other for five years. Chang Jin was now worthy of being an old fox in the entertainment industry. Even though he was so famous, he did not treat himself as an idol at all. He also did not have any baggage at all.

"You could also post it on Weibo."

"That's too much..."

"You wouldn't dare... Chang Jin, the great actor, actually doesn't have the guts, so I won't force you."

"Who doesn't have the guts? The problem is, how do I know if you've been drinking or not? We don't spend much time together, unless you come to the production team to accompany me and let me supervise you 24 hours a day."

Zhao Jia rolled her eyes at him and picked up her chopsticks to eat. She had just taken a bite of the shiitake mushroom and beef when she suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Urgh..." She immediately turned around and covered her mouth. After that, the child in her stomach started to become disobedient. Could this be the legendary 'bad luck'?

She looked up and saw Chang Jin staring at her. He bent down and picked up a white handkerchief to reach for her lips. It had been three years, and he had never wiped her mouth like this.

He looked at her gently, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes. "You're not feeling well, and you're still running around. Zhao Jia, do you want money or your life?"

"You're not asking me?"

"I'm asking you. After you got married, there were a lot of things that you kept from me..."

He picked up his wine glass. Just now, he thought that this wine was sweet, but now, he felt that it tasted bitter. However, he drank one glass after another.

Across from him, she moved the plate of beef with mushrooms to a place a little further away. She bit her lip and wanted to say something, but she stopped herself. However, he was not in a hurry, drinking one glass of wine after another.

The waiter brought over some fruit juice. She picked up the glass and sipped at it. Zhao Jia could not help but ask, "Can you be full from drinking?"

"I'm so angry that I'm full. You have amnesia, and you're retching now. I don't even know if you still treat me like a brother. Zhao Jia, you'll get sick sooner or later from holding it all in."

"I'm pregnant..."

Pregnant! Although this thought had flashed through his mind just now, he had quickly dismissed it. He did not expect it to come out from her mouth. They had grown up together, and he knew everything about her. Moreover, she would not be able to hide her pregnancy from him. He would find out sooner or later...

"I discovered that a few days ago, so you have to take good care of me..."

Chang Jin gripped his wine glass tightly. Had that man finally fallen for her? He thought that such an ice-cold man, who had closed his heart off from her did not love her. He thought that man might be stubborn forever. But, in the end, he still could not resist Little Jia Jia's charms. 'Peng Zezai, you're really useless. I despise you. You're a grown man, yet you actually can't hold on to your heart!'

"I'll take care of you? It's not my..."

"You're a godfather..."

"I'm not a godfather. I want to be a biological father more!"

"I have amnesia. I don't know if the child is Peng Zezai's. He hates me so much. He probably wouldn't want to have a child with me..."

If it was not Peng Zezai's child, could it be someone else's?

"If you want to have a child, then have one. At most, I'll be his father in the future and let him have the surname Chang." Chang Jin stood up excitedly. "Let me touch it."

Before his hand could reach her lower abdomen, she hit it. "Zhao Jia, is this how you treat your child's future father?"

"Sit back down."

Chang Jin immediately sat down again. "Don't be angry. You can't be angry now. At most, you'll have the surname Zhao in the future. I can accept that. I don't care about those family traditions..."

What was important to him was not the baby in her stomach, but whose stomach the baby was in. He was willing to be a father to her baby.

"Eat. I'm hungry."

She did not want to talk about the baby, but she could not eat shiitake mushrooms in the future. She would throw up.

"I really can't drink in the future." He was worried.

Over the years, because of business matters, her tolerance for alcohol had grown. He could not drink more than that.

"Okay, I will arrange for you to dress as a woman. Wait for me."

He had dug his own grave with that statement.

"Okay, whatever makes you happy." He had shot so many scenes, and he had long lost his pristine reputation. It was just a woman's outfit, right? He could be a transvestite.

After dinner, the two walked out of the private room together. The corridor was bright. Chang Jin walked beside her, his left hand tensed, ready to shield her slim frame at any time.