A Day of Love: The President's Prey

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And every time that big man got excited, he was so anxious, he didn't take any protective measures, he just jumped up and overwhelmed her, let alone released it directly in her body in the end...

All, there is a 90.00% possibility... No, it should be said, I am [-]% sure that the child in my belly is that big man.

As for why the child should be blamed on Sikong Jingqiu...[

Zeng Jiawen remembered the date of conception that the doctor had told her.

I don’t know if God is helping me!

The date of her conception was actually a week after having sex with Sikong Jingqiu!

How can such an astonishing time difference prevent Zeng Jiawen, who has always wanted to fly on a branch and become a phoenix, from being elated? !

After hearing the news, Zeng Jiawen immediately separated herself from that big man, turned around and came to look for Sikong Jingqiu!

She believed that this time, she would be able to successfully marry into a wealthy family with the help of mother and child!

Thinking of this, Zeng Jiawen laughed until her eyes almost disappeared!

She is full of confidence in her bright future!

Sikong Jingqiu looked at the woman stuck to his chest with a flattering smile in disgust, his voice was not a trace of warmth, "Can't remember?"

"Yes." Zeng Jiawen leaned against Kong Jingqiu weakly and bonelessly, several buttons of her clothes on her chest had been undone, revealing her full and majestic chest.

Sikong Jingqiu is not a fool, how could he fail to see what kind of intentions this woman had in her heart.

Most likely, she wants to marry into a wealthy family by taking advantage of the bastard in her belly.

Sikong Jingqiu curled his lips and sneered.

He didn't throw Zeng Jiawen out immediately, just because he didn't want to miss any news about grandma.

Moreover, when the woman mentioned that she had met grandma, her expression did not seem to be lying. She should have really met grandma.

"So, how do you need my young master to help you restore your memory?" In line with Zeng Jiawen's sloppy movements, while speaking, Sikong Jingqiu stretched out his hand to hold her waist, and leaned on her ear softly and asked in a low voice.