Once the question had been asked, Xia Qingtian stared unwaveringly at Bo Jingyan.
If the reality was as she suspected, she would not hesitate to disclose the child's origins to him.
She was dealing poorly with the fact that the person whom she had been so close and intimate with last night had become so cold because of the child in her womb.
"No!" Bo Jingyan's eyes darkened ever so slightly, "Certainly, I'm bothered by the idea that you're carrying another man's child, but that is not the only reason."
Xia Qingtian wanted to know more about this sudden change, so she continued to question, "Then…"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't," Bo Jingyan interrupted her, his tone was domineering, "Now, you should rest."
Suddenly, Xia Qingtian felt a twinge of discomfort in her heart.
What else could she say after he had already expressed himself thus?