Xiao Jinghuai was full of anger as he held the phone, and soon the sound of the call being hung up came from the other side—
He tossed the phone aside and cursed, "That Lin Xue'er is getting more and more vile."
After speaking, he realized the woman's unusual demeanor in his arms. She seemed lost in thought, trying to figure out something incredibly perplexing, as if she had already reached an answer, but that answer was too shocking and beyond her acceptance—
"What's wrong?" Xiao Jinghuai asked nervously, "Are you overthinking again? I swear, I really didn't touch her, but once I was really drunk… The next day I woke up disheveled, and I'm not sure…"
"Not sure about what?" Song Song looked at him in confusion, her eyes a bit vacant, "Xiao Jinghuai, if, if Bao Bei really isn't Lin Xue'er's child, where did he come from?"
