Bai Xinrou quickly chased after him. Along the way, she followed closely behind Ye Zhikuang.

As fast as Ye Zhikuang walks, Bai Xinrou can walk as fast.

Because she was on the street, Bai Xinrou didn't dare to step forward and pull Ye Zhikuang.

It wasn't until Ye Zhikuang deliberately reached the hill behind his home that he stopped.

Ye Zhikuang raised his eyes and asked, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

No matter what kind of person she was before, as long as you tell her honestly, she will still forgive her.

If she is flirting with Luo Guangquan without any explanation like now, then her father Ye Haitian is nothing.

She clenched her fists and stared coldly at Bai Xinrou, who had already arrived in front of her.

Bai Xinrou's heart trembled violently, and the handkerchief in her hand had long been deformed.

She lowered her head and avoided Ye Zhikuang's indifferent gaze.

In the past ten years, Ye Zhikuang had never looked at her with such eyes.

Looking at her is like looking at a dirty thing.

She was heartbroken, but also scared.

Seeing her hesitation, Ye Zhikuang turned around and sat on the big rock: "What's the matter between you and Luo Guangquan?"

"No!" After Bai Xinrou heard this, she took a step forward excitedly, but seeing Ye Zhikuang's alienation, she stepped back timidly: "I have nothing to do with Lord Luo."

"Okay, even if you have nothing to do with him now, what about before?"

"You don't ask anymore." Bai Xinrou shook her head, her tears couldn't stop flowing, and she wiped the tears on her face with her handkerchief from time to time.

"Okay, I won't ask, but who gave birth to me...?" This is the key point: "That day you hesitated to speak. What did you want to say to me? Mother, you still want to treat me.

Conceal it, how tired are you living your life?"

Bai Xinrou took a breath of cold air.

She felt that she had been acting like a clown in front of her these past few days, playing the role of a good wife and mother, but in fact she already knew some things about her.

I just kept it in my heart so as not to embarrass her too much.

If she hadn't bought cloth from Luo Guangquan's shop today, she would probably have hidden this distressing pain even deeper.

Her hands were trembling, and she walked slowly towards Ye Zhikuang at a loss, but her shoulders were twitching helplessly.

"Kang'er, mother didn't mean to hide it from you. Your father and I are doing this for your own good." Bai Xinrou had already arrived in front of her.

Ye Zhikuang suddenly turned around, held Bai Xinrou's trembling hand with both hands, narrowed his eyes, and there was a faint prayer in his eyes.

I beg her to take good care of her father and children at home, just like she has done for the past fifteen years, so that she can always maintain the image of a good mother.

But often things don't go as people want.

Bai Xinrou has changed since that night when Luo Guangquan sneaked into her house.

She became anxious, depressed, and always sensitive to certain things.

She hated seeing Bai Xinrou like this.

"Am I your child?" Ye Zhikuang didn't want to listen to her big ideas and asked directly.

Bai Xinrou withdrew her hand from hers, turned around, and said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "Kang'er, aren't you doubting your father by asking such a question?"

"Then who is my father?"

"You..." Bai Xinrou turned around suddenly, raised her hand, and slapped Ye Zhikuang hard on the face.

"Pop!" With a sound, this slap was like a slap on the tip of her heart, hitting her body and hurting her heart.

But Bai Xinrou seemed to have changed into a different person and yelled at her: "Stop thinking nonsense. Even if you hear something outside or see something, it is not true. We all have our own unspeakable secrets."
Chapter completed!