Zhao You took a step forward, closing the distance between them, and asked mysteriously, "Miss An, I really don't understand what you said this morning. Could you explain it more clearly?"
An Meng stared at her pretty face and asked, "You actually feel something, don't you?"
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Seeing her lower her head and remain silent, An Meng asked pointedly, "You and Qian Feng live together, don't you feel something is wrong?"
Hearing this, Zhao You's eyelids twitched rapidly, and the doubts that had been accumulating in his heart emerged like a small tip from the deep water.
"Yes, yes. He spends a lot of time on the computer almost every night and never lets me get close to him."
"One time," she said with difficulty, "I was delivering him some fruit when I accidentally saw his computer screen."
Just that one time, Qian Feng got very angry with her.
An Meng waited quietly for her to continue.
"That interface," Zhao You tried to recall, his voice trembling. "I don't know if it was my illusion. He saw me coming and the interface switched very quickly. I didn't see it clearly..."
An Meng hummed, interrupting the uneasy woman: "Did you check his computer later?"
"..." Zhao You raised his head suddenly, "No... not yet."
"Then you can find some time to check it out," An Meng smiled. "You can only know a man's face but not his heart. Can you accept that the father of your unborn child is such a man?"
Suddenly, Zhao You's eyes were filled with shock that was difficult to conceal. He subconsciously touched his lower abdomen and trembled, "You...how did you know?"
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