Wei Anning sat beside her, holding her hand, "Nan Fei, don't worry too much yet. Maybe he didn't overthink it, and you're just scaring yourself. Besides, you're carrying his child now. Which woman would not like someone but still be willing to have his child?"
Yan Nanfei cupped her face in her hands, blaming herself, "I knew he might overthink, but I just couldn't control my mouth."
Wei Anning was quite helpless, "You didn't know he'd come, and if I were Lu Junxi, hearing what you said, I'd be overjoyed, so why would I be angry with you?"
What concerned her was that Lu Junxi heard only half of it and misinterpreted, which would be troublesome.
She thought for a moment and said, "How about this, send him a message and explain. No, explaining now seems a bit too much like admitting guilt."
Yan Nanfei looked at Wei Anning with a worried expression, "Anning, if you made Leng Youchen angry, how would you appease him?"
