Li Xiaoran mocked, "Li Zecheng, you still know that Qiao An is pregnant and can't tire herself out. Then why are you calling so late to harass her? She's already asleep. If you want to contact her, you have to be early tomorrow."
Li Zecheng was afraid that Qiao An and Li Xiaoran would rekindle their relationship. If that happened, the ownership of the child in Qiao An's stomach would become complicated. He shouted excitedly, "Li Xiaoran, it's so late. Why are you still with Qiao An?"
"Guess?"
"Li Xiaoran, if you dare to touch her, I won't let you off."
"Nephew, you don't have a good memory. Did you enter menopause early? Have you forgotten that after Qiao An fell off the building, I was her chief surgeon? I've already touched her."
Li Zecheng was furious. "That's different. Tonight, you two are alone. Who knows what will happen?"
