Mr. Zhao just smiled and said nothing.
He piqued Gu Qingcheng's curiosity.
"Mr. Zhao, tell me."
She still didn't understand how Huo Sicheng had a son.
"Do you think that a young man doesn't need a woman to give birth to a young master?" Mr. Zhao told Gu Qingcheng meaningfully, "I'm doing this for your own good. Don't let the young master's biological mother return to his side, or you'll be the one to embarrass yourself."
Gu Qingcheng's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Are you saying that Huo Sicheng is not as inhumane as the rumors say?"
Her heart was beating wildly, not because of Huo Sicheng but her intense emotions.
He had told her that he had never touched Ji Sisi and that she was the only woman he had ever touched in his life. She must have been drugged by him and ignored his words.
Her heart was filled with bitterness and pain, and she felt suffocated as her blood burned through her body.
