Yan Luoxi's pupils constricted as she looked at Gu Qian in shock. Remembering how Ye Jiao had rushed into the restroom to vomit the day before, she said, "Is the child Ye Jiao is carrying Mo Beichen's?"
Although she had her suspicions, hearing Gu Qian confirm that the child was Mo Beichen's was still hard for her to believe. It couldn't be possible that Mo Beichen would do something like this, could it?
Gu Qian's gaze lowered to the photo, observing Ye Jiao's radiant and assertive features. Even though her features were slightly retouched, Ye Jiao's beauty emanated from deep within her bones with a confidence that stole someone else's looks. Where did she get that confidence?
And what about her?
Even with a face that wasn't ordinary, she lived in fear because she grew up in others' care, a deep-seated inferiority complex emerging from her marrow. That inferior self had thought that meeting Shen Changqing was her salvation in life, yet in the end, she was cast into Abyss Hell.
