Qi Yue's face changed with urgency, and she shouted at her sharply, "Fu Ya, don't go too far!"
Fu Ya had long been jealous of Rong Yan, who had always been the most popular among them, so she didn't care about her and hummed, "I'm just telling the truth. You saw the news last night too, didn't you!"
"Mr. Huang himself admitted he's the biological father of the child; it's not just me saying it." Her face full of mockery, she spitefully covered her mouth and said, "Oh my, look at me, hitting someone's sore spot again. My apologies, I forgot Mr. Huang has gone bankrupt. I slipped up. At his age, should I be calling him uncle or grandpa?"
"You!" Qi Yue's face reddened with anger, "You really are going too far!"
Rong Yan calmly stepped in front of the younger girl who was about to argue in her defense, ignoring the deliberate provocations and turned back to the ordinary-looking young girl, asking, "Is your phone charged?"
