"Mm." Han Yingying kept her head down, gripping Shen Mosheng's hand tightly, without the courage to look at Fu Yingjun.
"Excuse me." As he passed by, Shen Mosheng bumped into Fu Yingjun's shoulder, causing him to stagger.
Fu Yingjun was somewhat annoyed, "Wait a moment."
Shen Mosheng turned around, without a trace of guilt, "I did it on purpose."
"Who's asking you that?" Fu Yingjun said exasperatedly, "Who are you? What gives you the right to take Yingying away?"
"Her neighbor, suitor, her brother's friend, the father of her child." Shen Mosheng listed his roles one by one, asking calmly, "Which one do you prefer?"
"What child?"
"Yingying has my child in her belly, and I am actively proposing."
"Yingying, is it true?" Fu Yingjun asked in astonishment.
Not long ago, Yingying had confessed to him, so how could she be pregnant with this man's child in the blink of an eye?