Just as Chi Yue was about to turn around, she was enveloped by a figure.
The man's familiar voice came from above her head, "Has Xiao Yan told you everything?"
Chi Yue continued without stopping, "What are you referring to?"
"About the pregnancy issue."
Chi Yue finally halted, turned to face him, "Are you trying to say, that matter has nothing to do with you, and I shouldn't hate you for it?"
Fu Rongyin lowered his gaze to look at her.
"I hope you don't hate Xiao Yan, she was trying to do me a favor."
They were so close, he could even see the curl of her eyelashes clearly.
Her back was to the stove, and the water in the pot had just started to boil.
Fu Rongyin instinctively protected her waist, his hands with distinct knuckles supporting her back.
Almost as soon as he touched her, she turned around to avoid his hands.
"Even though it was her idea, Fu Rongyin, you are an accomplice too."