The light suddenly filled the entire room, and it also made Qiao Qianxue, who was on the bed, stop her shouting and look at the man holding her—Beigong Cang.
At that moment, his eyes were red, he emitted a strong smell of alcohol, and he presented a decadent appearance, his steps not even steady.
"Cang!" Lady Beigong yelled. She was the one who had turned on the light. She had rushed over upon hearing Qianxue's cries. She pulled Beigong Cang up and said, "Go back to your room! She's pregnant and needs to rest well."
"Pregnant?!" Even though he was supported by his mother, Beigong Cang's body still swayed. "Oh, she's pregnant." With that, he staggered towards the door. But he stopped next to the door. He turned around, his gaze locked firmly on the person in bed. He shook his head and took another look. That person on the bed wasn't Qiao Qianning!