"..."
Shen Mianmian couldn't help but cry and laugh at Lu Siyuan's unexpected train of thought.
"That's impossible."
"Don't be so sure," Lu Siyuan became more convinced the more he thought about it, "otherwise, why would your dad dote on someone else's child instead of his own daughter?"
There were too many twists and turns to explain in a sentence or two, Shen Mianmian didn't want to continue the topic, "Get in the car quickly, we're going back, I'm hungry."
"A delayed meal won't kill anyone." Lu Siyuan was annoyed that Shen Mianmian wasn't taking his serious analysis seriously, "I said Zhou Siyu could be the child of your dad and your aunt, did you even listen?"
Shen Mianmian gave him a white look, "Then what evidence do you have?"
Shen Jianhua and Yang Guifen barely had any interactions. In her previous life, Shen Jianhua was hospitalized all the way until his death, and Yang Guifen never visited him—it was impossible that there was an affair.
