Sure, here is the translation:
Seeing Wang Dahai, the faint trace of sadness appeared on Chen Nuo's otherwise expressionless face.
Wang Dahai noticed, but he pretended not to see it.
He wasn't stupid—he could tell this was something Chen Nuo intentionally performed just for him to see.
The purpose was obvious: to evoke his sympathy and concern.
But what she didn't know was that he already knew the child in her womb wasn't his.
It had to be said, this woman's acting skills were quite impressive.
Someone else might have been completely duped by now.
Wang Dahai walked over, sat down, and asked, "So, what do you plan to do now?"
"What do you mean, what to do?"
She sat on the sofa, grabbed a thin blanket, and draped it over herself, making her look pitiful and delicate.
Wang Dahai pointed at her stomach. "The child—what are you going to do about it?"
Chen Nuo pursed her lips. "Abort it!"
"Abort it?"
