"Pregnant? Whose is it?" Mrs. Jin blurted out.
"What do you mean? Whose?" Mu Dade asked with a tense face.
"I..." Mrs. Jin instantly realized she had said something wrong.
"What are you saying? Are you asking if the child is mine? I think you've got a problem! If that child were mine, would I even have a life?
I was forced at the beginning, am I supposed to bear this reputation for a lifetime?"
Mu Dade was very emotional.
Mrs. Jin apologized repeatedly—
"Da De, I'm sorry, don't be angry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have spoken recklessly, I won't dare in the future!"
Mu Dade still wore an expression as stubborn as death.
"Last time, if I hear anything about Ruan Xiao Jiao again, you know the consequences!"
"I understand, I know I've made a mistake!" Mrs. Jin's face was full of guilt.
Her guilt couldn't earn Mu Dade's forgiveness.
Mu Dade flicked his sleeve and left the house angrily.
In such an emotional state, he wouldn't possibly go to see the old man.
