Yan Ye ignored her terror completely, taking the baby bottle and examining it carefully in front of him before opening the lid.
Only upon seeing the nipple did he realize it was a baby bottle.
"You carry a baby bottle with you? Got a child?" Yan Ye's face remained unchanged, but his heart felt a chill.
Lian Xinying's expression was panicked, impossible to conceal.
Her hand stretched out toward Yan Ye, desperately trying to retrieve the baby bottle.
"Speak up!" Yan Ye lifted the bottle higher, his brows knit together, pressing for an answer.
The gossipy women around them all hoped for such an outcome: that Lian Xinying had moved on to a new love after breaking up with Yan Ye, then married another man and had a child, now becoming a married woman.
Lian Xinying felt her chest tightening, pain almost driving her to lose her mind.
With Yan Ye pressing her like this, in front of so many people, she could not possibly speak of Xiaocheng.
Otherwise, she would be in grave danger.
