"Yiwen, when did you start seeing Miss Sang Qiao? The child is already so big, didn't this happen before Mr. Si passed away?" Elder Mrs. Bai's expression was stern.
She didn't mind Yiwen marrying Miss Sang Qiao, who was previously married, since Miss Sang was a capable person.
But before that, Miss Sang was also the daughter-in-law of the Si Family. Would the Si Family be able to accept that they were entangled before Mr. Si's death?
"You should know that I don't remember much after that fire," Bai Yiwen's expression also shifted frequently.
Nothing is more shocking than the memory of oneself clearly being single and then one day suddenly being told that you actually have a child.
"I think you've misunderstood me, I've never betrayed Si Chenli."
Miss Sang Qiao's gaze remained on the assistant from start to finish, her expression indifferent, devoid of sharpness.
Yet it made the assistant break out in a cold sweat, feeling like he was being slowly boiled like a frog.
