One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Gu Xingze eyed the woman across him fiercely and, in a cold and somber voice, he said, “Why are you still here? Scram!”

Mu Wanrou was utterly confounded by his attitude. Did he just yell at her because of Yun Shishi? Unable to contain her anger, she bitterly retorted, “Gu Xingze, you actually—”

“SCRAM!” His affixed her with an apathetic gaze. He had long lost his patience with her.

Unwilling to argue with him due to his special background, she suppressed the rage in her heart. She already achieved her goal anyway, so she needed not extend her stay. Thus, with a snort, she left with her high heels clicking against the floor.

Once the woman was gone, he lowered his gaze on to Yun Shishi. Unexpectedly finding her head sagging forward and her shoulders quaking, he called out to her a few times but garnered no response whatsoever.

“Shishi, what happened…” Feeling somewhat helpless at this situation, he cupped her face in his hands. As soon as his fingers brushed against her cheeks, they were met with something wet.

Shocked, he slightly bent forward to take a closer look at her. Instead, she turned her head away to avoid his touch. She tucked her face even deeper into her chest and showed him her back.

A trembling yet numb voice traveled to his ears. “Gu Xingze, I’m fine. Don’t mind me. Go accompany your friends.”

She bit her lower lip with such force she nearly punctured her skin.

She held in the pain and shoved all her broken sobs down her throat. She did not want anyone to bear witness to her weak and sorry plight!

It was too shameful.

What was the point of crying now? She was clearly in the position to rebut, but the moment she learned of Mu Wanrou’s conception of Mu Yazhe’s progeny, all the energy seemed to depart from her body. In an instant, she had lost her will to fight back.

No matter how much she racked her brains, she could not form a stand. Anything else was unnecessary.

Even if she wanted to find fault in Mu Wanrou’s claim, she had no strength to do so, for she was afraid of receiving a devastating answer.

When humans had issues they feared facing, they would often than not cowardly choose avoidance.

She did not have the courage to consider anything; she was scared that her heart would be unable to take it if the other’s claim was proven to be the cold hard truth.

It was also then that she finally acknowledged her feelings.

Surprisingly, she had invested a lot of feelings in that man.

She was, therefore, instantly defeated by Mu Wanrou’s earlier boasting of being pregnant.

She did not believe her words at first, but thinking about it carefully, she might truly be expecting.

She did witness her having morning sickness, after all. It looked very real and did not seem to be an act.

Having been pregnant once, she knew very well that certain things could not be faked.

That was definitely a sign of Mu Wanrou being in the early stages of her pregnancy. She should have thought of it sooner.

Since the woman was indeed pregnant, whose child could it be, if not Mu Yazhe’s? After all, she was his fiancée.

She was his legitimate fiancée, so why could he not do anything to her?

He must have known about it for some time now.

Mu Wanrou probably told him as soon as she received that piece of good news.

Since he knew about it, why did he give her an abstruse vow?

Were her feelings that easily toyed with?

Recalling the man’s whispers of his vows to her ears, fragments of laughter escaped her lips; she deemed them to be absolutely ridiculous.

She puckered her lips and cocked her brow. She wanted to laugh, but the moment the laughter escaped her lips, they morphed into quivering sobs instead.

Only knowing how to cry; only knowing how to cry! What am I crying for?!

She gnawed her lip and fiercely wiped off her tears.

She truly hated herself for being weak and for feeling upset.

She was truly not the third party.

All those things originally belonged to her. Mu Wanrou was the actual third party.