Mu Yancheng had frozen a sperm batch when he was eighteen and an even more remarkable batch when he was twenty-four.
He could not help but suspect if this woman had spent a hefty sum to pull this trick of conceiving his child through artificial insemination!
It was hard to fault him for conjuring such a morbid theory; after all, he was born into a very powerful family, and there was no lack of women who would try to pull similar stunts around him there.
In the sort of family he had, such incidents were a common occurrence.
Of course, he would cast his suspicion on Meng Qingxue.
The woman initially did not understand what he meant and glared at him with wide, innocent eyes.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Don't act like a fool. You should know what I'm talking about!"
Suddenly, the man sneered. "Did you go through artificial insemination to bear my child?"
She was mercilessly taken aback!
