Mrs. Sheng arranged to et her at a Chinese restaurant they had visited before. When Tang Yanqi arrived, there was already soone in the private room.
Mrs. Sheng was wearing an erald green cheongsam. Setting aside her malicious heart, this woman was indeed beautiful; even though she was no longer young, she still exuded a kind of luxurious grace.
Tang Yanqi sat down opposite her, eting Mrs. Sheng’s gaze with neither humility nor arrogance: "Aunt, you wanted to see , what is it?"
Mrs. Sheng took a sip of the clear tea in front of her, pulled an envelope from her bag with her elegantly manicured fingers, and tossed it in front of Tang Yanqi with a "snap": "Take a look."
Tang Yanqi reached out, picked it up, and emptied its contents. Her expression darkened. It was a stack of photographs, obviously candid shots, with only one protagonist—Su Weiyi.
"Tang Yanqi, you actually had a child with soone else outside and still dared to co back to Jianan? I really underestimated you."
Tang Yanqi calmly looked at the photos one by one. From Su Weiyi’s clothing in the photos, it was clear that these photos spanned a considerable period, aning soone working for Mrs. Sheng had followed Su Weiyi for at least half a month.
There was also a photo with half of Sheng Jianan’s silhouette.
Tang Yanqi curled her lips coldly and put those photos away: "Aunt is still the sa, you enjoy investigating others so much."
"When it cos to the Sheng Family’s affairs, of course, I need to investigate thoroughly. Don’t think that just because you can hide it from Jianan, you can hide it from . This child is definitely not Jianan’s, and you can dream on if you want our Sheng Family to raise soone else’s brat.
Tang Yanqi smiled slightly: "I left B City three years ago. Xiao Yi’s records show she is two years old. The timing is just right. How do you know Xiao Yi isn’t Sheng Jianan and my child? Couldn’t I have already been pregnant when I left B City?"
Tang Yanqi’s tone was casual, carrying an air of certainty. Mrs. Sheng clearly didn’t expect soone who once appeared so humble before her to transform like this and was montarily speechless: "How could you have been pregnant at that ti? Even if you were, you couldn’t have given birth to a child."
Tang Yanqi’s eyes suddenly sharpened, and the smile on her lips slowly turned cold. Her well-drawn eyebrows raised slightly: "Oh? Is that so? Why? Aunt, how are you so sure? Or did sothing happen at that ti that made you so certain I couldn’t have a child?"
Mrs. Sheng’s expression changed, her deanor beca sowhat awkward. She instinctively reached for the water glass beside her to take a drink, but missed. Tang Yanqi suddenly reached out, directly took the glass from beside her, raised her hand, and emptied the water into the trash can.
When she was in France, she had translated a book for a Chinese police officer, which ntioned that, at the crucial mont of interrogation, prisoners often ask for a glass of water or a cigarette. If you agree to it at that mont, you won’t get anything out of them.
People tend to subconsciously look for sothing to calm themselves when they are nervous and having their secrets exposed.
Therefore, when Tang Yanqi saw Mrs. Sheng’s expression change, and her hand instinctively reaching for the water glass, she quickly intervened and took it first.
Her gaze remained sharp as she looked at her, her tone light: "Sothing indeed happened when I was leaving, but soone with influence covered it up, so only a few people know. Besides and the person who saved , there was just another person involved and..."
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