Chapter 159 How Many of Your Words Can I Trust?

• The thought of this likelihood left Li Xinyu’s hands and feet icy cold.
• “How did your hands get so cold?” he held both her hands, thinking they might have gotten cold from her shower.
• As Li Xinyu pulled her hands out, he held her firmly by the collar while she appeared as though on the brink of going hysterical, “Answer me, Ling Yao. You don't want me to take medicine. What will happen if I honestly get pregnant?”