Although she was very angry and emotional, her mind was very clear at that moment.

A child cannot be without a father...

These words struck her like a heavy blow. She looked blankly at everyone in the room, their eyes filled with a hint of sympathy.

Why should we sympathize?

She's about to marry the man she loves and give birth to twins—something so many people envy...

Cheng Jianfeng took another step closer to her: "Xiaoxue."

Li Ranxue roared furiously, "Don't come any closer!"

Cheng Jianfeng dared not move. He truly loved this girl, and that had never changed, neither in the past nor now.

He didn't mean to hurt her; it's just that at that moment, he couldn't control his emotions.

Even this time, he never expected things to turn out this way.

"Xiaoxue, let me explain."

Li Ranxue glared at him angrily: "Are you going to ruin my happiness, ruin my life, and only stop when I'm dead?"

Cheng Jianfeng quickly shook his head, comforting her: "I didn't, don't get agitated, I absolutely didn't think that, Xiaoxue, can you calm down? Just think of it as, for our child."

Upon hearing this, Li Ranxue's face turned almost completely pale.

If she misheard the first sentence, what about this one?

She murmured, full of doubt: "Our child?"

Seeing her like this, Tang Yaoyao suddenly felt sympathy. Cheng Jianfeng was truly her misfortune.

"That night at the Wantai Hotel, the person you wanted to see was actually me."

After hearing this, Li Ranxue remained silent, her mind buzzing, and stared at him in disbelief.

After a long pause, just to be sure, he asked again, "What did you say?"

“I invited you to the hotel in Xiao Jinhan’s name. I just wanted to see you, talk to you, and apologize to you in person for what I did back then. Xiaoxue… I’m sorry. But at the time, I really didn’t know how to face you.”

Upon hearing this, Li Ranxue felt a throbbing sensation in her temples, as if she were having a nightmare and wanted to wake up.

She closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again. The same people were still in the room, and Cheng Jianfeng was still looking at her with a mixture of apology and nervousness.

She staggered back several steps, muttering repeatedly, "Impossible, impossible..."

“I asked you out, but you definitely wouldn’t come. I had no choice. I just didn’t expect things to turn out like that, Xiaoxue. Back then… I couldn’t refuse you. Now, I know I was wrong. Please give me a chance to make it up to you, okay?”

Li Ranxue recalled everything that night, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She closed the curtains and turned off the lights, wearing only a thin nightgown.

After opening the door, she threw herself into his arms, poured out her heart to him, kissed him, and caressed him, hoping only that he would fall in love with her and make love to her.

At first, he was stiff, but later he took the initiative.

She thought he was expressing his feelings for her and showing her through his actions that he would be with her.

She didn't want to sleep all night, and neither did he.

They remained silent until dawn. When she woke up, he was gone. She felt apprehensive, but she didn't want to cling to him too much, as it might annoy him.

She carefully protected this hard-won relationship, only to find out that it was just wishful thinking on her part, a misinterpretation of the other person's feelings.