In the middle of the night.

　　The girl was sleeping on the big bed in the hotel suite. She was slightly curled up, and her white face was quiet and beautiful without any preparation.

　　The door was opened without warning, and bodyguards in black stood respectfully in two rows outside the door, which was a deterrent to a powerful force. In the middle of the road, a dark and slender figure walked into the suite. With inviolable dignitaries, it was mysterious and cold, which made the entire suite become oppressive and uneasy.

　　His black eyes, as dark as the night, stared at the sleeping girl on the bed. His voice was low and melodious, but it was not angry, yet it trembled in his heart. "She?"

　　Uncle Quan looked at the man behind him respectfully. "That's right, Sir Nine. She's the only girl who matches you with a pair of chromosomes. Her body is clean as well, so don't worry, Sir Nine."

　　With that, Uncle Quan took his leave and closed the suite's door behind him.

　　Perhaps because the air was disturbed, Qiao Yimo, who was sleeping, felt a chill.

　　She struggled to open her eyes and saw a blurred black shadow approaching her without any pause.

　　She wanted to see more clearly, but she became weaker and weaker until she was completely enveloped by the shadow.

　　...

　　"Ah, I can't stand it. Ah! Ah!" Joe suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

　　She looked around in a daze.

　　The window curtain was printed with the outside light, and the sky was bright.

　　What was going on? She was actually rolling on the sheets with a man in her dream? But how could this dream be so real?

　　The most important thing was that she felt as if she had been hit by a train. It hurt so much that she felt like she was going to die.

　　It seemed that there really was such a thing.

　　But Qiao Yimo immediately felt relieved.

　　Last night was her 18th birthday. She ran out to play with her classmates. She had drunk too much for a while, and before drinking, she had taken some medicine for a cold, which caused this kind of symptom.

　　Joe blushed and thought, "Why are you in such a hurry to have sex when you just become an adult?"

　　A month later, the Qiao and Pei Families had a dinner.

　　In the private room of the club.

　　"Let's arrange the engagement between Mo and Junheng in the middle of next month, shall we?" Pei Junheng's father, Pei Jianping, asked the people present with a smile.

　　Qiao Yimo couldn't hide his happiness. He looked at Pei Junheng next to him with a happy look. Pei Junheng also looked at her with a gentle smile in his eyes.

　　Only Qiao Diewu and her daughter, Liao Qinghe, were sitting at the dining table. Their faces were extremely pale.

　　Under the table, Qiao Douya clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh. She wanted so much to pinch Joe to death.

　　"Why should I rob the woman she likes? I'll rob everything from her. Qiao Yumo, I won't let you go!"

　　"That's a deal!" Joe's father raised his glass with a smile.

　　Qiao Yimo and Pei Junheng also picked up their glasses and drank.

　　As soon as Joe took a sip, he felt a nausea in his stomach.

　　"Ew!" She quickly covered her mouth, trying to suppress the nauseating feeling, but it became more and more serious. "Ew!"

　　Joe stood up and ran out of the room.

　　"Dum!" Pei Junheng was stunned.

　　Joe rushed into the bathroom with saliva and vomited everything in his stomach. He sat down on the ground with a pale face.

　　Had she had a bad stomach? Why would she have a nausea?

　　In the hospital.

　　After the examination report came out, in the doctor's office.

　　Joe sat there and asked, "Doctor, am I all right? I saw the word 'Yang' on it. What does it mean by 'yang'?"

　　"You're pregnant."