Mu Lingqian saw Wen Xiangyang's eyes widen, and a thought flashed through his mind. Could this fool have no idea that she was already pregnant and about to become a mother?
There was a hint of a smile in Mu Lingqian's eyes as he kissed Wen Xiangyang's cheek and said, "Babe, you're going to be a mother."
Wen Xiangyang had never seen such a tender Mu Lingqian. She just sat there, looking at the man before her.
Her dazed and silly look, in Mu Lingqian's eyes, became a sign that she was too surprised to know how to react. He had Wen Xiangyang lie down on the bed and, touching her cheek, said, "Are you too happy?"
"Young Master Mu, I..." Wen Xiangyang, if she hadn't realized by now what Mu Lingqian knew, would be truly foolish. But why was Mu Lingqian so happy? Did he, like she initially did, believe the child was his, and that's why he was so joyful?
Wen Xiangyang covered her belly with her hand. She didn't know if the child was indeed Mu Lingqian's.