After Shi Yao finished speaking, she hung up the phone and immediately closed his phone.
Turning his head to look at Fang Junting who was seated beside him, he was slightly shocked.
If Mo Jintu found out that he had a child in his womb, it would only make their relationship even worse. Regarding this, Shi Yao knew it better than anyone else.
"What's wrong? I just received a phone call and it caused your body to be covered in sweat. Is it because you're feeling unwell? "
"Mo Jintu knows that I'm pregnant now, but I don't want him to know that the child is his." Shi Yao held Fang Junting's hand, "Didn't you say you want to be my child's father? Is that still the truth? "
Fang Junting was startled, then suddenly laughed, and pulled Shi Yao's hand to her chest.
"If you can become my bride in the future, then being a man is definitely the happiest thing in the world for me."
As Shi Yao listened to Fang Junting speak of love affairs, the person she was thinking of turned out to be Mo Jintu.
If Mo Jintu knew that the child in his stomach was his, would he be happy, or would he feel troubled by the child in his stomach? After all, if the secret of the child was really exposed, then the pressure he would face next would be much greater than Shi Yao had imagined.
At that time, everyone would be in an even more awkward situation.
"Then should we continue to cultivate our relationship for the sake of the child in our womb?"
Shi Yao raised her head, looked at Fang Junting, and nodded while smiling: "Yes, I wonder, where are we going next?"
"A place you'll never forget."
Mo Jintu continuously called Shi Yao, and all the responses he received were the calls you made to turn off his phone. Mo Jintu took a deep breath, and angrily smashed the phone into the ground, causing his face to turn pale white.
Just as Shen Congran opened the door and saw Mo Jintu's angry look, he could not help but laugh.
"I wonder what kind of thing could cause you to become so angry, and what does that have to do with Shi Yao?"
"She actually hung up on me!" Mo Jintu took a deep breath, his white fingers locking onto his phone: "This woman!"
"Just something like that is enough to make you angry. Looks like the Mo Jintu that I knew before doesn't exist anymore, right?" Shen Congran took a sip of his coffee, "Shouldn't you be thinking of a way to appease the Miss Tang who had just had an abortion?"
"She was the one who was going to shoot the child down."
Mo Jintu's words were so cold and detached that it was as if the child in Tang Ziying's stomach wasn't his at all, but instead a vile child left behind by another man. Shen Congran slightly raised his head, looking at Mo Jintu as the corners of his mouth rose.
"I really didn't expect you to be so heartless towards this matter. However, that's true. If it were me, I would probably treat it the same way."
"Shi Yao has a child in her womb, it's very likely to be mine." Mo Jintu said in a low voice.
Shen Congran tightened his grip on the coffee cup, but he still maintained his calm expression: "Your child? How can you be sure that the child in her womb belongs to you and not to anyone else? We, Shi Yao, do not look like we are pregnant. "
"I know that." Mo Jintu raised his head and looked at Shen Congran: "But it looks like you really don't want his to have the appearance of my child in her stomach, right?"
Shen Congran looked at her and sat down with a smile: "Of course, after all, that woman is completely useless for the road you walk in the future."
"So you want me to be with Shen Qingqing more?"
"It's something only you can decide, and I can't change your mind."
Shen Congran drank another mouthful of coffee. It seemed like he was indifferent to all this, but he was always a little unhappy.
Mo Jintu was still able to understand what Shen Congran was actually thinking in his heart, and was even able to see through what Shen Congran was thinking. It wasn't really a difficult thing to begin with, after all, with two imaginary people together, it wouldn't be difficult for them to guess what the other party was thinking.
It was just that Shen Qingqing's personality was truly not to Mo Jintu's liking, and theoretically speaking, being able to marry Shen Qingqing was the best choice, even if it was a successful businessman, they would all choose to take this step, but Shen Qingqing's temperament was very difficult to help any man accomplish great things.
Of course, Shi Yao wasn't that kind of woman, but Shi Yao was the only one other than the original Tang Ziying, which made him feel good when she got along with her.
"There will be a party in two days. Your body has recovered quite a bit, but you must not drink alcohol."
Mo Jintu nodded his head: "Then I'll have to trouble you to bring her over, and stay far away from that Fang Junting."
"Sure enough, you also think that he hates it, right?" Shen Congran took a deep breath and drained the cup of coffee in one gulp. "I share the same thoughts as you, thinking that he is a despicable fellow."
Even though he hated someone, it was rare for him to get along with them.
In the western restaurant, Shi Yao looked around. Seeing that the surroundings were filled with a pink atmosphere, she couldn't help but to press her lower lip, this restless and ambiguous reason caused Shi Yao to feel uncomfortable all over.
Shi Yao took a deep breath and took a sip of the water in the cup.
"Do you have to come to a place like this to eat?"
"Who says it isn't? This place is actually the most suitable place to close the distance between us, isn't it? " Fang Junting pursed his lips together and his eyes narrowed into lines, his every move seemed to be filled with a dangerous aura.
Shi Yao laughed dryly twice, and only felt that her entire body was starting to feel uncomfortable: "Actually, I don't really like eating in this kind of place, but if you like it, I can still reluctantly accept."
"If it was Mo Jintu who accompanied you to eat, would you still feel this uncomfortable?"
Fang Junting's question made Shi Yao feel like she had a lump in her throat.
If it was anyone else, Shi Yao lowered her eyes and didn't know how to reply in an instant.
It was probably because after Fang Junting had a heart to heart relationship with her that she found it difficult to say anything that lied to Fang Junting, causing his to be at such a loss for words. Shi Yao took a deep breath, then raised her head to look into Fang Junting's eyes.
"I don't know and I don't know."
"You don't want to make it clear, right? This question of mine actually brought you pressure, right? " Fang Junting sneered: "Actually I feel that you like Mo Jintu. Otherwise, with your temper, it wouldn't be hard for you to pull apart the distance between you and Mo Jintu, right?"
Shi Yao clenched her fist: "You're right, so you should hate me a lot right now, right?"
"How could that be? That is a matter between the three of you, it has nothing to do with me, furthermore, you are not at fault, Mo Jintu was pestering me like this, no matter if it was any other woman, they would have been bewitched by it! For example, my cousin. "
Fang Junting seemed to have inadvertently brought up Tang Ziying.
As long as Tang Ziying was there, no matter what she said, it was impossible for her to cross this line and reach Mo Jintu's side.
Many things between the two had already become settled from the very beginning, so Shi Yao did not want to be stubborn about it, because even if she was, she would not be able to change it. Right now, everything that was happening between the two was, Shi Yao lifted her head and looked at Fang Junting with her lips slightly raised, pushing the red wine towards Fang Junting.
"I'm currently pregnant and am not suitable for drinking. It seems like you can only drink alone."
"Tsk, how can this be? I had originally hoped that some unspeakable things would happen to you because of this bottle of wine, but didn't you messing with me by doing this now? " Fang Junting smiled lightly and poured a mouthful of wine for Shi Yao: "Taste it, this wine is not cheap, even a little drinking will not have much of an impact on the fetus."
Shi Yao still shook her head. Even the wine cup that was filled with wine was pushed forward, it seemed that she really did not plan on touching it.
Not long after the steak was served, Shi Yao slowly sliced the beef, as if she was still in a daze after hearing Fang Junting's question just now.
She didn't know how Mo Jintu saw things between the two of them, but Shi Yao understood that she had already slowly fallen into a relationship that no one was optimistic about.
"Who are you thinking about? Shouldn't you be a little more serious when you're eating with me? "
"It's my fault."
Fang Junting pointed to the wine in front of Shi Yao with his chin: "Since you said you're wrong, don't you want to punish yourself? It's not good for two people to eat without drinking wine to liven things up. "
Shi Yao laughed helplessly, she raised his goblet and took a sip of the wine in it, only then did she realise that the sweet taste of the grapes were spreading on her tongue.
She raised her head and looked puzzledly at Fang Junting drinking from his goblet, frowning.
"This isn't wine, it's grape juice. Didn't you order Lafite for 85 years?"
"When I first went to the washroom, I let them change. I also considered our future child. The child's mother drinking wine at this time is indeed not a good decision."
Shi Yao laughed out loud, she had never thought that Fang Junting would actually be such an interesting man.
Instead, they continued to try to talk with Fang Junting, and the atmosphere between the two of them went from a stalemate in the beginning, to a laughing situation.
"Shi Yao, I never thought that you would actually eat with another man here."
A familiar voice made Shi Yao raise her head, and she thought of how Shen Qingqing walked in front of Shi Yao while holding onto an unfamiliar man's arm.
"Miss Shen." Shi Yao stood up with a smile on her face.
Shi Yao, you really have the ability to confuse the Brother Mo and my brother, not to mention that now even the young master of the Fang family has become a fish in your net. I wonder if I can ask you how many people are still required to put them under your skirt before you can satisfy them.
Shen Qingqing's words were extremely unpleasant to hear.
As Shi Yao bit her lower lip, Fang Junting stood in front of him.
"I hope you take back what you just said about my fiancee. After all, this is a restaurant under the Fang family."