"Of course. She said so herself. What, you're not going to own up to it... beep beep—" Before Xiao Ye could finish his sentence, Huo Shaoyan hung up the phone.
An Ge received a call from Huo Shaoyan five minutes later.
Huo Shaoyan got straight to the point, his voice clear and sharp, "Is the child in your womb really mine?"
An Ge was stunned by the question.
She frowned and said, "President Huo, what makes you say that?"
Huo Shaoyan replied, "Xiao Ye said you told him yourself."
An Ge responded with a nonchalant "Oh," and said, "He said he wanted to marry me. Dealing with just the Huo Family is already overwhelming. I don't want to get involved with the Xiao Family too. To make him give up and to prevent the elders of the Xiao Family from rejecting me further, I deliberately said that to him. It was just to make him give up the idea."
For some reason, deep inside, Huo Shaoyan felt a sense of loss at her explanation.
He seemed disappointed that the child wasn't his.