Xia Rou glanced at Lu Aotian. "What are you getting at?"
Lu Aotian shrugged. "Just asking."
"Enough, you two. I just want to know, is that man my father?"
Wan Jia's heart was beating fast.
Xia Rou's expression was that of someone who was trying to free themselves from the grip of dreath. "Little Wan, I said that I can tell you everything, but you can't despise me." Then she looked at Lin Lihua as if saying that she should not despise her either.
Under their anticipating gazes, she finally said, "Yun was my boyfriend, and I didn't know that he was married. I knew close to nothing about him at the time then one day I accidentally stumbled upon everything about him. He locked me up and every time I ran away, he would find me and lock me up again. He only let me go when he found out that I was pregnant because...he was half sure that the child was not his." she took a deep breath. "He was right, it wasn't."
Wan Jia: "..."
