But, I can't wait any longer.
Afraid you might run away with someone else.
So, I'm sorry.
Maybe my methods were a bit excessive, but I'll make it up to you in the future.
Qi Zhang's appearance really scared him.
He used to think Zhuang Xuejun was indifferent and not fond of socializing. Now that she's out of the entertainment circle, he shouldn't have any rivals.
Plus, with their son as an additional bond, he thought he could take his time to persuade her until she agreed.
Han Luoqi wiped his face with both hands, the sense of crisis was too strong, he couldn't wait anymore.
At the tea house, Qi Zhang pushed a glass of milk in front of Zhuang Xuejun, "Pregnant women can't drink tea, have some milk."
Zhuang Xuejun felt a bit awkward, "Thank you, senior."
Qi Zhang's eyes flashed with a hint of pain. "Xuejun, have we become so formal with each other?"
Zhuang Xuejun was taken aback for a moment, then forced an awkward smile.
