Jing Yiren was as pale as death at this moment.
Was it really possible that she did that unknowingly with someone?
But she had always lived in Jing Dezhen's house, never spent a night out, and her bedroom door was always locked from the inside.
Could it be that someone climbed in through the second-floor window while she was asleep and did something to her?
Thinking about it, Jing Yiren felt that the possibility was nearly nonexistent.
Just as Jing Yiren was sitting on the toilet, restless.
Suddenly, her phone in her bag rang—it was Lu Ming calling.
Startled, Jing Yiren didn't know what to do.
After hesitating for a long time, she threw away the last pregnancy test stick she had, pulled up her pants, put down her skirt, took a deep breath, and forced herself to sound calm as she picked up the phone.
With a faint "hello."
Lu Ming's gentle voice came from the other end, "Where are you? I'm at the entrance of the hospital!"
"I'm in the restroom, I'll be out in a moment."
