So she had always been thankful to Luo Xinyan.
But she never imagined that everything she saw was a facade.
Luo Xinyan's concern for her, too, was a facade. From the beginning, Luo Xinyan's goal was the child in her womb.
Ji Weitian narrowed her eyes slightly and tossed the crumpled paper into the trash can.
It was as if she had thrown away their past affection along with the paper, the warmth in her eyes vanished completely.
She just wanted to understand the truth of back then.
Nurse Li had said that Luo Xinyan schemed against her because of the child's father.
But what Ji Weitian couldn't understand was, when she unexpectedly got pregnant that year, even she didn't know who the father was—how did Luo Xinyan know?
"Do you like Qin Nanyu?" Ji Weitian pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Luo Xinyan, asking indifferently.
Seeing that Luo Xinyan didn't speak, she continued on her own.
