Zhou Heng withdrew his gaze. As he looked at Yun Wanqing, he had yet to say a word, but Zhou Dao, who was beside him, said, "You were harbouring ill intentions towards my mother, but you are still trying to deny it? There are many loopholes in what you are saying. Firstly, why would my mother follow your wife back to your home? Secondly, even if she followed you back home, why did my mother not contact us during the night? Thirdly, why would my mother fall down from the wheelchair for no good reason? Do you think that we are three years olds and so easy to fool?"
Zhou Heng had his own judgement in his heart. On the way here, he heard the bodyguards report the situation. Zhou Dao's questions that he brought up right now matched what he himself was considering. He had long thought that this couple was doing this on purpose.
But now, looking at this couple in front of him, they looked gentle and kind. He looked at their sincere gaze and hesitated.
