Their attitudes were polar opposites. One was affectionate, and the other seemed heartless.
A love-hate drama instantly appeared in Yun Ran's mind.
Wen Xueyun was not angered away by the word "scram". Her eyes were red, but she refused to give up and continued to ask Mo Beiyuan, "She's not your child, right?! Feng Chen is lying to me, right?! Mo Beiyuan, speak up! I want you to tell me that you've never been with another woman or let another woman bear your child!"
With her shout, the little packrat in Mo Beiyuan's arms understood the first two sentences.
She nodded her head hard, and the expression on her face became serious. "Yes, Sweetcake and Brother Bun are Daddy's children. It's true! It's not a lie!"
With that, she even pulled Yun Ran, who was watching the commotion, along. "Mother, Mother, Sweetcake is the child of Father and Mother. She wasn't picked up, right?!"
