"He Xiyan, where did your child come from?" Xia Yuwei clenched her fists tightly, her forehead was sweating from either nervousness or worry.
The child was asleep, but his white face showed that he was a much prettier baby than her son.
He Xiyan lowered her eyes, she didn't want to see the arrogant woman in front of her. She wheeled the baby carriage and made a turn, ready to pay the bill at the counter. As for the child was belonged to who, that was none of her business. Xia Yuwei wasn't qualified to ask and it was not for her to question.
Xia Yuwei was worried and her face turned red.
She stretched out her arm and stopped the woman in front of her, looked viciously at the child in the baby carriage.
"You gave birth to this child?" She frowned and voiced her biggest suspicion.
Her heart went pit-a-pat, she was afraid. She afraid of the child was belonged to Mo family, then...
