Luo Zifeng was even more incredulous.
Ya Shitian stopped explaining and pulled Ye Anqi away.
The white wolf sneered, "It's really funny, if the child isn't his, then whose is it?"
Even as he spoke, his gaze was fixed directly on Luo Zifeng.
Everyone looked at Luo Zifeng.
Luo Zifeng himself also suspected it might be his own...
Ye Rumeng, who was originally going to come downstairs holding the baby, happened to hear Ya Shitian's words.
"Miss, what should we do now?" The servant worriedly asked her.
Ye Rumeng handed the child to her and walked straight downstairs.
Facing everyone's complex expressions, Ye Rumeng straightened her back and said, "Mr. Ya is right, the child is not his. After marrying him, it has been in name only. Our marriage was a mistake, but thankfully we ended it in time. Thank you all for coming to my child's full moon banquet today. If there was any part where we didn't tend to your comfort, please forgive us."
