When she saw her, the woman fixed her with a suggestive look.
She sized her up from head to toe several times—
"Well, well, Tracy, you really kept this under wraps. Since when did you get a boyfriend?!"
"What… what boyfriend?" Tracy didn't understand what she meant, but being stared at like that made her whole body uncomfortable, her heart jittery, and even her tongue a little tied.
"Still trying to fool me? All this secrecy—are you afraid I'll steal him from you?" Anni kept her arms crossed, stepped forward, and jabbed her with an elbow. "Come on, who is he, some big-shot VIP? You care so much you won't let even the tiniest rumor slip out!?…"
"What are you talking about?" Tracy was irritated and didn't have the energy to spar with her. She started walking away, but after two steps, she was yanked back.
Anni waved a pregnancy test stick in front of her and gave her an ambiguous smile. "Then explain this… what is it?"
"This…"
