"It's impossible. Why don't you just say that Ding Junqi is your brother then?" Le Tian laughed, shaking her head.
"That can't be. I asked my brother, and I am my mother's biological daughter," Wen Shan refuted.
"Then why don't you say that the child is yours?" Le Tian continued, rolling her eyes.
"That's even more impossible. I don't even know him, how could I have given birth to him? Did I get pregnant in a second?" Wen Shan scoffed, then sat on the sofa and hugged a cushion. "You can't blame me for this, you started it. If you did not say that the child looked like me and had the same birthmark, would I be overly sensitive about it now?"
Le Tian glared at Wen Shan. She had just said it casually that day. Who knew that it would become so serious? And that pervert Ding Junqi had also become crazy recently.
Was everyone going to go mad at the same time?
