That man's gaze wasn't pure. As if he was a good man!
Although Fang Shaohua sneered in response internally, he made sure to not offend his wife. "En, I'm very grateful to him as well."
"Earlier, he brought some of the fish he caught over." She said, "When Auntie Meng is back, let's ask her to cook them."
"Alright." He lowered his head to look at her pregnancy bump. "My wife, why didn't you tell me that you were pregnant."
A hint of grievance could be heard from his voice.
Sun Jiamu glared at him. "It's your fault for not liking me. You even made me misunderstand that you liked Xinxin…"
Fang Shaohua, however, understood something else from her words. "You're not denying that the baby is mine. In other words, it's really my child!"
Sun Jiamu was angered. She glared at him and shouted. "Fang Shaohua, what do you mean by that! In all the years I've been alive, I've only been with you. If the child isn't yours, whose would it be!"
