"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.","Fang Chen, just a little bit." Qiao Anmu chided softly.,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.。