Wang Rui looked at Lin Ruxiang in confusion. He recently discovered that Lin Ruxiang's imagination was really rich.

"Yan Ye was forced. When did she get pregnant? How could she be so vicious?"

Lin Ruxiang held a ballpoint pen in her hand and became more and more excited as she talked.

Until Wang Rui suddenly said lukewarmly: "Probably on Christmas night."

Lin Ruxiang: "..."

If it was Christmas night, wasn't it the night she drugged Fu Yanye?

They were indeed together that night, but how could it be such a coincidence? Impossible.

Lin Ruxiang denied it repeatedly in her heart.

"She hasn't shown her pregnancy yet, and it shouldn't have been more than three months old. If it really happened that night, then it's all thanks to you."

Wang Ruiyun reminded her calmly.


Chapter completed!