Bai Chuanfeng's complexion suddenly turned ugly. She was stunned for a long time before adamantly insisting, "Impossible! This is impossible! She's already dead! She's already been buried with my daughter. Don't think I'll believe you just because you spout some nonsense!"
"Whether you believe it or not, what does it have to do with me?"
However, to ensure his mother-in-law understood the truth of her situation, Mo Yinhe dialed Ye Siyuan's phone number.
He enlarged the holographic screen, revealing Ye Siyuan lying on the beach by the palace, enjoying the sea breeze. Ye Siyuan's sweet voice came through the video, "Brother."
Mo Yinhe raised an eyebrow, his voice suddenly stern. "You haven't recovered yet. Who allowed you to enjoy the sea breeze? Get back to your room!"
