Colluding with Each Other

Zhang Cheng and I have been married for five years. It's been a long time since we sat down to have breakfast together. I picked up the burnt eggs on the plate and said to him calmly: I am pregnant. He didn't even look up: My mother would be very happy to know. I forked the sausage: the child is not yours. Zhang Cheng sneered: What are you talking about? Stop joking. I also smiled: I cheated. Same as you. Zhang Cheng froze immediately. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.