Although that may be the case, it doesn't mean that Shen Jian妮 isn't internally freaking out.
Especially as those simple three words left her mouth, the whole room seemed to collectively inhale, all eyes turning to her.
With so many eyes watching her, Shen Jian妮 felt as if a thousand horses galloped through her mind.
And wouldn't you know it, at that very moment, He Qimo shot her a cold glare.
Feeling the frosty aura beside her, Shen Jian妮 almost wished she could jab her finger at He Qimo's nose and curse him a hundred thousand times.
'It's all your damn fault for forcing this on me! Coming here and getting called out isn't enough, you gotta glare at me too? Glare all you want, I'm not getting pregnant for you!'
But alas, some things are better left imagined.
She doesn't even dare curse He Qimo in private, so how could she do it in front of so many people?
Shen Jian妮's mind was racing like a pickup truck, tractor, bumper car, and go-kart all at once.
