Ya Molian was right, this Ms.Yu of Gong family was not a woman at all, but a thoroughbred man. According to her guess, this person must have taken some medicine that kept his skin soft and tender, and dressed as a woman every day to give the impression of being a woman.
Suddenly, she blinked her eyes, blinked again, her face twisted comically as she looked at Ya Molian.
"That's not right, he's a man, so where did his son come from?"
Didn't they say Ms.Yu had a son? Where did it come from? Did he just fall from the sky, or was he unearthed from a hole?
"That is something that he should answer." Ya Molian's cold gaze swept towards Old Master Gong.
The latter retreated a step in fright, stumbled, and sat on the ground. Cold sweat started to drip from his forehead again.
"Old thing, speak, what is the truth!"
Upon hearing the conversation between Lin Caisang, Constable Wei got a grip on the truth. He grabbed Old Master Gong by the collar, lifting him up, and roared in anger.
