Upon hearing this, Shen Jianhua felt a surge of anger rising to his heart; so many years had passed, and his wife was still suspicious of him.
If he had actually done something to wrong his wife, it would be one thing; the key point was that he had not.
"Don't make trouble out of nothing. Mianmian is a child I found, and I made it very clear the day I brought her back. How many years has it been, and you're still bringing this up? Aren't you afraid of becoming a laughingstock if word gets out? Look, does Mianmian resemble me at all?"
Seeing the serious look on Shen Jianhua's face, which didn't appear to be a lie, Zhou Lanfang started to believe him. After so many years, she was no longer as impulsive as the first time she had her suspicions and had learned to think things through.
