This child is mine (1:
"Don't!"
With a scream, ning Qing sat up abruptly.
The panic and heartache she felt before she fainted were faint. She touched her lower abdomen, and a thin layer of sweat covered her forehead.
"The child, Yingluo."
No more?
She bit her lip and covered her face with her hands, tears falling.
The man's shiny leather shoes appeared between her fingers.
Ning Qing froze and looked up.
Her long eyelashes were wet, and tears rolled down her pale cheeks. It was a sad and beautiful sight.
Nian lie sat on the chair with his long legs crossed and his back leaning against the back of the chair.
His dark eyes were deep, and his expression was complicated.
Ning Qing looked at him in a daze. what are you doing here? "
Nian lie didn't answer, his thin lips moving slightly.
"You're pregnant."
Ning Qing's body trembled and she gritted her teeth.
"It has nothing to do with you. Where are my parents? let them come."