Li Yeqi clenched his large hand resting on his knee into a fist, his face tense and very unpleasant to look at, "What about the child?"
Tian Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed Li Yeqi was still unaware that Yanling was his son. She softly replied, "Miscarried."
Although Li Yeqi had anticipated this outcome, he always harbored a sliver of hope in his heart, hoping to get a different answer from Tian Lingyun, yet he was disappointed, "What exactly happened?"
"Five years ago, on the night of the celebration dinner, I personally sent Erluo onto your mother's car, but neither of them appeared at the dinner. For a full five hours, I couldn't reach Erluo, then I saw on Weibo news from fans posting she fainted outside the hospital. When I rushed over, she was already lying in a hospital bed." Tian Lingyun still found that night thrilling whenever she recalled it.
Li Yeqi's heart seemed to be heavily hammered, pain spreading all over, his face turned pale, "Were they kidnapped?"
