Five percent

"So when do you plan on telling him about this?" Shi Enxi asked, looking at Fan Xiao Yao, who finally calmed down and was sitting at the edge of the bed.

Fan Xiao Yao hanged her head low, looking at her hands as she fiddled with her fingers. "I don't think I can..."

Shi Enxi sighed, "How much do you trust, Huang Li?" 

"I married him so I trust him with my life." She answered without hesitation.

"Then? What seems to be the problem?"

"But I can't... give him a child..."

"Do you think his love for you is that trivial?" Shi Enxi raised a brow. Even if she didn't want to think of it that way, after what he said to her earlier, his love might just be. It was his fault for giving them a chance to doubt.