Meng Jingyi didn't even dare imagine what kind of consequences there would have been if Xiao Heng hadn't discovered Ding Chen Tai's scheme in advance.
Thinking of what Ding Chen Tai said at the end of the Dengqing Conference, Meng Jingyi's expression grew even heavier. "One plan failed, he'll just come up with another. Besides, he lost so miserably this time, there's no way he'll just let it go."
"I know." Xiao Heng's expression was sharp. "I'm not stupid enough to wait for him to strike every time before I know to fight back. You don't need to worry about that."
Xiao Heng took Meng Jingyi's other hand. "Your job right now is to take good care of yourself, and take good care of our baby. Just wait to become my bride, Meimei. Leave everything else to me, okay?"
Xiao Heng's palm was large, warm and strong, making Meng Jingyi feel especially at ease.
"Okay."
She nodded.
Suddenly, she felt a slight movement in her belly. Her eyes flew wide in surprise and delight. "It—it moved."
