"I'm fine, you can go back," Shu Qiqi didn't want Su Ninglu to notice anything unusual.
With a slightly sunken gaze, Su Ninglu stepped forward and hooked Shu Qiqi's arm, laughing, "You don't know, those people just now joked that you must be pregnant. They really have some nerve to think that when you haven't even got married. How could you possibly..."
"Ninglu, I am married, I told you that."
"Weren't you just saying you had a contract marriage, something that doesn't really count? Don't tell me you've already..."
Su Ninglu's fists quietly clenched as her voice grew heavy with hatred.
Yet, she still managed to wear a smile on her face.
"No, don't think too much."
Thinking about it caused Shu Qiqi great pain,
"Senior sister, the child couldn't possibly belong to Vice President Ze, could it?"
"Enough, didn't I tell you not to think too much?"
Shu Qiqi was somewhat irritable; her temper had been out of control since she became pregnant.