Yunru's one sentence had left everybody shell-shocked. Even Zizi looked up at him, stunned.
Yunru faintly smiled. "Or maybe I should say that it's the reverse. Aunt Han wasn't forced at all. Uncle An was."
Han Huizhong had an extremely ugly look on his face. Anger couldn't even describe what he felt right now.
"Soo Yunru. Do you know what you are talking about?" He asked in an extremely quiet voice. It was a tone that had brought many mighty and arrogant people on their knees.
But Yunru remained calm.
"My daughter had shed tears. She hated her own unborn child. She lived a life of misery until she felt it was better to give up her life. And you say that all this pain and suffering never happened at all?"
