Hua Jinse noticed the deep-seated resentment in Mrs. Zhou's heart. She gave Lu Jinyi a look, signaling him to represent everyone and provide an explanation to the Zhou couple.
Lu Jinyi picked up his teacup and took a sip, moistening his throat, and said to Mrs. Zhou, "Mrs. Zhou, here is the situation: the son you gave birth to, Little Chengcheng, is actually my brother, the son of Hua Old Madam."
Lu Jinyi's words were astonishing. Mrs. Zhou suddenly glared at Lu Jinyi, her emotions so agitated that she stood up and said, "Prince Lu, tea can be drunk casually, but words can't be spoken carelessly. Chengcheng is the child I carried for ten months and gave birth to; he is the biological child of me and my husband!"
"I know, I know, please sit down and don't get excited. I didn't say he wasn't your biological child. In fact, Little Chengcheng is both your biological child and the biological child of Hua Old Madam."
