"Fang Chen, you were drunk that night, but the baby in my belly is really yours. If you don't believe me, we can take a paternity test.",At 4 a.m., Qiao Anmu opened her eyes. The alcohol had worn off halfway, and the soreness in her waist, along with the even breaths beside her, startled her.,He put his things in his pocket, feeling like he had some loose change. He quickly placed it on the bedside table. He was in such a hurry that he didn't notice dropping a necklace from his bag onto the floor.。