Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Luosang was stunned. Nian Junting raised her cup and said, “She can’t drink. I’ll toast you on her behalf.”

“Why can’t she drink just a little bit?” Mr. Lu joked around.

Nian Junting waved his hand. “She really can’t.”

At this moment, a plate of coriander and black fungus salad was served. Luosang couldn’t stand the smell and rushed out. She felt sick.

“Excuse me,” Nian Junting said as he calmly stood up, grabbed a packet of tissues, and followed her.

It seemed like this happened often enough.

The shareholders in the room exchanged knowing looks. Someone finally said, “Is Mr. Nian’s girlfriend pregnant? This happened to my wife a lot too when she was pregnant.”

Yi Jingxi froze as he continued to look out the door. He was devastated. His mind went blank, and his body felt weak.

Pregnant… How could it be…?

Another female director agreed, “It does seem that way. I was like this when I was carrying my daughter. Certain smells triggered my nausea. Mr. Nian didn’t let her drink any alcohol, either. Maybe it wasn’t because she couldn’t hold her liquor well…”

Before she could finish, Yi Jingxi downed a cup of white wine and slammed the empty glass on the table with a loud bang.

The room went silent.

Everyone had heard about the fact that Nian Junting’s girlfriend was Yi Jingxi’s ex-fiancée. They had also heard about him snatching her family’s company and having an affair with the post-fame celebrity, Zhong Yi. They even knew about his malicious attempts to ruin her career and studies.

He had a terrible reputation, and many of the directors were not big fans of him.

Most business men were capable people, including all the directors present in the room. They didn’t want to work with someone so disloyal and heartless as Yi Jingxi. He was too ruthless and cruel. He seemed like he was willing to resort to anything for the sake of his own success and wealth. They wouldn’t trust him enough to invest their benefits in him.

He was probably embarrassed now that he’d heard about his ex-fiancée’s pregnancy. It was a hit to his pride.

They didn’t sympathize with him. In fact, they gloated at his situation.

After downing an entire cup of white wine, Yi Jingxi felt a prickly burn in his epigastrium.

Although he had already heard about them getting back together, he was still madly jealous. He had comforted himself with the fact that Luosang was not married to him yet, but now that she was pregnant, there was no way that she would return to him again.

He couldn’t accept that.

He found it difficult to breathe.

His Sang was so young. How could she be pregnant? She must have caught a cold or something. She’d looked pale when he’d seen her earlier.

Nian Junting had returned to the room with Luosang. He moved the plate of salad away from their seats and said, “I’m sorry. My girlfriend can’t stand the smell now.”

She couldn’t stand the smell now, but she’d used to be able to stand it.

Mr. Fang’s eyes glistened, and he chirped, “Mr. Nian, are you going to be a father?”

Luosang blushed. She wasn’t married yet, after all, and she was still so young. She was embarrassed to be seen through by everyone present and lowered her head.

Nian Junting chuckled brightly. He was in a terrific mood, but he didn’t say a word. He neither confirmed nor denied the claim.

Everyone present got the message, and they all raised their glasses. “Congratulations, Mr. Nian. Here’s a toast to you. Don’t forget to invite us to your wedding banquet!”

“I’m toasting you too!”

Someone led the celebration cheers, and everyone proceeded to stand up. Only Yi Jingxi remained seated. He raised his cup, and his handsome face was as pale as a sheet. He looked like he was in a daze, as if his soul had left his body.