"Drug?" The cigar in Yi Zhentian's hand fell and quickly burned a hole on the expensive carpet.
He bent over with a pale face, picked up the cigar with trembling hands, and threw it casually into the ashtray on the table.
Then, inch by inch, he slowly raised his head and looked at Old Mrs. Sikong, with a shocked expression on her face.[
"Lan Xi does not love Ruilin, and the person Ruilin loves is not Lan Xi. Lan Xi never forgot you until his death, and Ruilin did the same. The woman he loved was always Mu Qing." The old lady's
The voice was ethereal, as if coming from the distant sky, "If it weren't for me, the four of you might be a very happy couple, and we wouldn't be where we are today."
Old Mrs. Sikong lowered her eyes sadly, deeply regretting what she had done in the past.
If she hadn't looked down on Yi Zhentian's status as a poor boy and forced them to break up, they wouldn't have ended up with the white-haired man giving away the black-haired man...
Let alone...something like this will happen today.
Everything is her fault.
Old Mrs. Sikong let out a long sigh and said to Yi Zhentian, who had lost all expression, "Zhentian, do you know that Mu Qing once gave birth to a son for you?"
"Son, son?" After hearing this, Yi Zhentian finally came to his senses, "You, what do you mean by this?"
He was completely shocked by Mrs. Sikong’s words and lost his ability to think——
Mu Qing turned out to be Song Ruilin's lover. After Lan Xi married Song Ruilin, he raped Song Ruilin's girlfriend in order to take revenge...
"Mu Qing once gave birth to a son for you." The old lady repeated.
"Mu Qing gave birth to a son for me... Mu Qing gave birth to a son for me... Mu Qing gave birth to a son for me? Mu Qing gave birth to a son for me?!" Yi Zhentian lowered his head and muttered to himself.
, suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he stood up from the sofa and said angrily, "Damn old woman, do you think you can let me let you go by saying this?! Stop dreaming!"