💥📚 💥📚 💥📚 💥📚 💥📚 💥📚 💥📚 💥📚 💥📚 💥📚 💥📚 “Are you saying you’re pregnant with Jun Yan’s child?” A suddenly high-pitched voice echoed through the empty hall, heralding the turmoil within its owner and awakening the dazed girl in the corner. Du Anrao glanced at the woman sitting on the sofa. She wore a white dress and long hair, her figure slender. Her downcast eyes sparkled, her cheeks flushed. She looked like a small white flower swaying in the wind, pitiful and delicate. But when