However, unlike those shy and timid girls, Mo Rongrong did not show any bashfulness. Instead, she smiled gracefully, extended her delicate hand to the sofa beside her, and said softly, "Mr. Wang, please have a seat for a while. I'll go change my clothes and then come back to entertain you." After saying that, she turned and walked gracefully upstairs, leaving Wang Hu sitting alone on the sofa, his heart unable to calm down for a long time.

After Wang Hu slowly sat down, she turned around gracefully and walked towards the stairs with elegant steps. Wang Hu's gaze never left her captivating figure for even a moment; even just her back view was so graceful and alluring!

Not long after, she gracefully descended like a nimble butterfly. Wang Hu eagerly anticipated that she would change into a simple, elegant outfit, but to his surprise, she simply threw on a bright red nightgown. The nightgown seemed tailor-made for her, perfectly outlining her graceful figure.

She held a bottle of aged red wine and two crystal-clear wine glasses. After gracefully taking her seat, she first skillfully poured Wang Hu a glass of fragrant red wine, and then poured the same amount into her own glass.

Mo Rongrong's beautiful and slender hands, like exquisitely crafted works of art, gently raised her wine glass and extended it to Wang Hu. She parted her lips slightly and said, "Mr. Wang, let's have a drink together!"

Seeing this, Wang Hu quickly raised his glass and replied, "Okay, cheers!" With a crisp and pleasant clinking of glasses, the two of them tilted their heads back and drank it all in one gulp.

After a glass of wine, the slightly reserved atmosphere immediately relaxed. The two began to chat, and Rongrong, with a concerned look, asked softly, "Mr. Wang, why are you still out wandering around so late at night?"

Wang Hu didn't hide anything and answered frankly, "Well, I was kicked out of the house by my own woman!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Rongrong asked suspiciously, "What? You were kicked out! Did you have a fight?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Wang Hu's face. He scratched his head somewhat awkwardly and said, "Well... we didn't actually argue. It's just that I'm pregnant and I was worried about harming the baby, so..."

Upon hearing the reason, Mo Rongrong felt a pang of pity and considered the issue from a woman's perspective: "In that case, it's true that we shouldn't have sex anymore!"

Then, she turned her gaze to Wang Hu and asked curiously, "But surely not everyone is pregnant! What about your other female confidantes?"

Seeing how concerned Mo Rongrong was about this matter, Wang Hu stopped hiding anything and told her the whole story. When Mo Rongrong heard that Yu Hui's child wasn't Wang Hu's, a light suddenly flashed in her eyes!

Mo Rongrong asked with a look of surprise, "What you just said means that Ms. Yu's child isn't your biological child? Then why would you willingly..."

Before Mo Rongrong could finish speaking, Wang Hu replied decisively, "Although this child is not related to me by blood, since Yu Hui is now my woman, her child is naturally my child!"

After hearing these words, Mo Rongrong felt a surge of admiration and couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my, a man as kind and righteous as you is truly a peerless gentleman!"

However, Wang Hu asked with a puzzled look, "Huh? How could that be? Shouldn't I be considered a complete scumbag? I have a ton of women!"

Mo Rongrong said thoughtfully, "No, you're not a scumbag! On the contrary, I think you're a good man!"

Wang Hu asked in confusion, "Why do you say that?"

"Do you know why I'm still drinking alone so late?"

"I don't know! Tell me!"