Zuo Xintong's mind buzzed, and she was secretly a bit flustered.
Looking at Tang Zhi's expression, he was angry. How could he say such things? What does he know? This man, who belongs to the upper echelon circle in Tiandu, a descendant of the elite middle-aged generation in officialdom, is indeed extraordinary!
However, Zuo Xintong remained steady, after all, regarding the child in her belly, she had discussed, debated, and predicted with Liu Zhizhong; she still had to face all this by herself.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions, and looked firmly into Tang Zhi's seemingly perceptive eyes.
Zuo Xintong softly yet clearly said, "Husband, why would you say that?"
Tang Zhi responded with a faint smile, turning to walk towards the study.
He said not a word, yet his silence was more meaningful than any spoken words, so Zuo Xintong quietly followed behind him, towards the study.
