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... ong Qian’s words struck Jun Yuyan like a bolt from the blue.

Subconsciously, he glanced towards Murong Qian’s abdomen. Today, she was wearing a thin dress. When she mentioned that she was pregnant, she intentionally pressed down the dress at her waist to make her baby bump visible.

The bump wasn’t noticeable this month but because she was thin, the slightly protruding part was particularly conspicuous.

This was a silent fact; Murong Qian’s belly was not fake.

Jun ...

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