Ding Hao couldn't believe what he was seeing as he looked at Qiao En.
Her face was cold and emotionless.
This woman, in his knowledge, had always been gentle, even indecisive, but now she had become incredibly firm.
Such a Qiao En was unfamiliar to him.
"Did she tell you?"
At this time, Ding Hao was still entangled in these matters.
Qiao En gave a faint smile, "She didn't, but I guessed it."
Ding Hao didn't believe her and, shaking his head, muttered to himself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Qiao En stretched out her hand to caress her slightly protruding belly, "Did you think you could hide it from me? Ding Hao, you are too confident. Pregnancy is something women understand best about each other. She was so anxious to leave, probably to protect this child for you."
"Where is she going?"
Ding Hao's eyes were wide with shock.
"Didn't she tell you?" Qiao En counter-asked.
Ding Hao tried to get up but couldn't straighten his back.