Rong Yan had reached the hospital room door and raised her hand, ready to knock, when she heard a woman's voice from inside, cold and laced with disgust, "Your father insists it was you who leaked Rong Yan's situation. I couldn't help but argue with him! Rong Yan got pregnant five years ago, and he knew it, too. Now the paparazzi have exposed the father of the child, what does it have to do with you!"
"Mom, Dad has misunderstood me; I'm not involved. Don't argue with Dad over me anymore. I'm worried about your health; you can't get angry again."
"I'm angry because of someone else, not because of you. Don't think I don't know. Your father suddenly turned on you this time, it's mostly because she went to him and talked nonsense, blaming everything on you!"
