"Liar… Brother Yancheng is a big, fat liar!" His reassurance did nothing to calm her down and, instead, had the opposite effect. The woman wailed even louder as she started hurling accusations at him.
He was entirely baffled by this perplexing situation; the harder she cried, the more confused he became.
Nevertheless, right at that moment, he spotted a red stain, which was partially hidden under the blankets, at the center of the messy bed when he bowed his head.
The sight of it stunned him for several seconds before he lifted the covers and, much to his horror, discovered splotches of blood on the bed sheet. His eyes widened in shock at the thought of a chilling possibility as he stared at the missy while pointing at the blood-stained sheet. "I-Is this… your…."
The young missy did not give him a straight answer and merely responded with more crying.
Her distressed yet aggrieved countenance, however, confirmed his suspicion!
