He Nan frowned, "The child is in such a state, and he still has the mood to attend a wedding?"
"He, he doesn't know the child has a fever."
Li Shiping was not good at lying; every expression showed on her face.
He Nan and Shen Mianmian could tell what was going on in an instant.
The child had not become so feverish suddenly. Wan Dongcheng's belief in favoring sons over daughters was severe; he must have dismissed the child's fever as nothing serious and went straight home, which led to the child's condition worsening.
Thinking through the cause and consequence, both of them had icily cold expressions, strikingly unanimous.
Li Shiping knew they had seen through the truth, and her face flushed red; she felt extremely embarrassed, but she was more afraid of her family finding out.
"Mianmian, He Nan, could you please not tell Xiaoyue and my parents? I'm worried they'll be concerned."
