"You say it again."

The woman in the red dress was a little guilty and stepped back, touched the eyes of two of her companions, or raised her waist and ordered me with a pose.

"I am Fu Zhiyu's wife, legal."

"How is it possible, you, you talk nonsense, not to say that Fu's wife is pregnant?"

As soon as the words came out, they all stared at my stomach. Well, my down jacket is Korean version. It's very loose on my stomach. Blame me me!

Women in red clothes squeeze into the middle of women in blue and green clothes. She needs strength. The women in front of her...