"Pan Ting? What did you say?"
A shiver ran through Ding Hongxia's heart.
Although Pan Ting had not treated her well in the past, she still recognized her.
"Aunt Ding, I'm pregnant—it's Ning Fan's child!"
Pan Ting said pitifully.
"How is that possible? Ning Fan has been broken up with you for a month!" Ding Hongxia frowned.
"Aunt Ding, it was the night before Ning Fan and I broke up… we didn't take any precautions…" Pan Ting pretended to be shy.
Ding Hongxia did not know that Ning Fan had never had any relations with Pan Ting, but she still said with instinctive wariness, "I don't believe it. After you and Ning Fan broke up, didn't you find someone else? Who's to say whose child you have in your belly?"