Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Seeing the lipstick in his car now, she would be even more prone to overthinking.
After all, a woman had seated and left a lipstick with ulterior motives.
Did she do this because she wanted her to find out and make a scene so that she could reap the benefits?
She wouldnât do as she wished, but He Mingâs attitude of hiding it was really despicable.
He thought she was a fool that he could manipulate, but he was wrong.
She would ask him nicely. What was his intention?
âDonât overthink. Take good care of your pregnancy and ask him properly when the time comes,â Shu Pan persuaded.
âHow about we meet up tonight and talk?â Shu Pan continued, but Ye Xiaomeng wanted to go back and ask He Ming tonight.
She was straightforward and didnât like to beat around the bush.
Ye Xiaomeng thought about the matter all day and thus was gloomy and depressed.
In the past, she wouldnât overthink. But now that she was pregnant, she was worried about many things.
Soon, it was at night, and He Ming came to pick Ye Xiaomeng up.
On the way home, Ye Xiaomeng was silent without uttering a sound. She was brewing her emotions and determined not to let him lead the conversation this time.
âXiaomeng, what do you feel like eating?â He Ming asked with concern.
âAnything.â Xiao Mengâs voice was a little stiff.
âThen letâs go for noodles, okay?â She ate a lot of noodles that day and didnât vomit.
Xiao Meng seemed to have guessed what he was thinking.
âAlright. He Ming, did you send anyone home yesterday?â Ye Xiaomeng couldnât help but ask.
âNo, I didnât. Why did you ask this?â He Ming felt that it was better to avoid unnecessary trouble. Xiaomeng had been unreasonable lately. He didnât see the point of getting worked up over trivial matters.
When Ye Xiaomeng heard what he said, she took out the lipstick angrily and asked fiercely, âI found this in the passenger seat. Whose lipstick is this?â
He Ming was stunned and frowned. âIsnât it yours?â
However, upon closer inspection, it was indeed not Xiaomengâs favorite color. It was bright red. Moreover, Xiaomeng rarely put on makeup after she was pregnant and basically did not use lipstick anymore.
He Ming felt very regretful. He had indeed shot himself in the foot.
It would not have been a big deal if he had told the truth. After all, it was normal to send his classmates home.
However, he was rather puzzled. How could it be such a coincidence? There was only a lipstick on the seat. It was such a personal item.
He Ming suddenly felt as if he was on fire. Since he was young, he had never understood the feeling of being wronged. Only now did he know how scary it was.
âI remember now. It indeed isnât yours. I guess my classmate dropped it when I sent her home yesterday.â
He Ming felt that it was better to be frank. She would find out anyway. Moreover, there was nothing between them in the past.
Sitting on the sofa, he looked at Xiaomengâ with a sorrowful expression. Suddenly, he grabbed his hair tightly as if he wanted to pull off all the hair on his body just to clarify this matter. âIf you insist on me saying it, I really didnât do anything unfaithful to you. I really donât know how that lipstick ended up in the car. Besides you, I really donât have any other woman.â
Ye Xiaomeng sneered. âHow many men would openly admit to having an affair outside? You usually like to be in the car the most. Tell me, did you get in the car with another woman behind my backâ¦â
She couldnât continue speaking. Just thinking about that scene disgusted her. Sometimes, she really lacked confidence in love and marriage. It was through seeing his efforts and witnessing his devotion to her that made her believe in love.
Now, she hoped that he would not disappoint her.