Jian Ningxue's face stiffened instantly.
"Huo Xiting, what are you talking about?!" Madam Huo roared angrily. "Ningxue is your fiancée, who else can you like if not her? Do you like Ye Beisheng, this mistress? You…"
"Madam Huo, please be careful with your words. If Beisheng is a third party, then what about you, who angered her first wife to death?"
Huo Xiting's casual tone stabbed Madam Huo in the heart, "Seeing how Madam Huo hates mistresses so much, I even thought that I might have remembered wrong but weren't you a mistress as well?"
The air fell into a dead silence.
Ye Beisheng's eyes widened.
Madam Huo was a mistress? Then, then Huo Xiting…
Madam Huo's fingers were trembling. "You bastard… Alright! Fine! If I'm a mistress, then you're an illegitimate child. You're a bastard!"
