"Mommy, how did you know? The outside world is saying that Ye Shu is already carrying the Sheng Family's child, so the Old Lady granted her a grand wedding. If the Old Lady finds out, the consequences would be unimaginable!"
"Unimaginable? Daughter, you've used the wrong word. For Ye Shu, it's unimaginable, but for us, it's delightful," as she spoke, Mrs. Han's face showed a hint of savagery, "That little wretch Ye Shu—although her wedding was canceled, on that day, we, mother and daughter, were played by her several times. This time, we'll make her pay with blood!"
"Mommy, you still haven't told me how you found out?" Han Ruixin looked at her mother expectantly.
