Wrong Marriage, Marriage First, Love Later

In a Western restaurant next to the campus road of Yunnan University, two young and beautiful girls were sitting at a table by the window. Wei Ziling picked up the coffee and tasted it leisurely, but unexpectedly, the girl opposite him fell to her knees on the ground, covering her face and crying with tears in her eyes: "Miss Wei, please, I'm pregnant with Junlin's child. I don't want the child to lose his father before he is born and become a shady illegitimate child. Please understand the feelings of a mother." "You should get up first." Wei Ziling put the coffee back on the table, his face tense. Miao Qian sat back on her seat with slight joy and kneaded...