I understand what you mean-third aunt-If the child is not Jing Hui's, then it's mine, right? "
Li junyu swiped his long and slender fingers on his phone screen, ready to inform Ling Xi.
Compared to li Jinghui and Shen LAN, who looked tense and solemn, his movements were unspeakably lazy and calm.
Shen LAN looked at the phone in li junyu's hand warily. I-I've already said that I'm not sure who Qianqian is, but I'm sure it's not our Jing Hui.
She was a person who would never say things that would kill her, and she would not fall into li junyu's trap.
Even though li junyu had said that he had no other tricks up his sleeve other than Du Bin and the others, Shen LAN did not believe him when she saw how li junyu was operating his phone.
The familiar sense of uneasiness in her heart expanded again. Shen LAN had a feeling that li junyu would still have a way to retaliate against her.
