The man's lip moved slightly, revealing a deep meaning that was almost a smile: "How did you recognize me?"
Meng Qianqian pointed to the empty bowl on the table: "Fetus-preserving medicine."
Shan Cheng smiled and said, "Oh?"
Waiting for her explanation.
Meng Qianqian said, "No ordinary person, no matter how kind-hearted, would go so far as to prepare fetus-preserving medicine for me, unless you know what I've been through."
Shan Cheng said, "Could it be that I had a doctor examine you?"
Meng Qianqian glanced at him: "Then you especially shouldn't have given me fetus-preserving medicine; the doctor would have told you that my condition is perfectly fine."
Shan Cheng chuckled, "As expected of the Yin Hu Guard, I'm impressed."
His gaze swept over her slightly rounded abdomen and returned to her serene and stunning face, "It seems I was overthinking it. When you suddenly fainted, I thought you were having complications."
"That person was you?"
Meng Qianqian asked.
