Madam Meng's face darkened as she heard Xu Wanqi's words, "Are you saying you didn't take the morning-after pill?"
A tinge of grievance appeared on Xu Wanqi's face as she spoke softly, "I didn't mean to. I got injured that night, and Senior took me to the hospital. He stayed in the hospital with me the whole night, so I didn't have the chance to buy the pill."
"..."
Madam Meng stared at Xu Wanqi, her gaze heavy and sharp.
She wanted to discern whether her words were true or false.
Xu Wanqi kept her head lowered, not showing any sign of lying.
After a moment, she explained further, "Aunt, don't worry, even if I do have a child, I won't ask Senior to be responsible. I'll raise the child myself."
At this point, Madam Meng's face changed, her words turning from stern to somewhat sharper, "Do you think just saying you're not responsible makes it true? This child carries the bloodline of our Meng family, and you thinking of raising it on your own is just dreaming."
