"Jue... Jue..." Su Xingyu murmured the name, the turning voice seeming to seep into her heart.
From the moment she first saw the child, she felt that she had a connection with him, an inexplicable, indescribable feeling that made her concerned about Jue. She even once thought, "If only Jue's mother were not Zhuang Heng, but me." It turns out, these thoughts were not unfounded; Jue is indeed her biological son.
Her breath tightened, the other child she had longed for over the past four years was so close, how could she not be excited?
But Lu Shifeng, after calming down, thought about the situation carefully: "So, that year you escaped from the fire and found you were pregnant with twins. But when the children were born, Ouyang Yi told you only one survived, the other was a stillborn, and a girl at that, right?"
Su Xingyu nodded, weakly saying, "I don't understand why he would lie to me."
