When Chen Guixiu finished these words, the air was so still you could hear a pin drop.
Qin Yurong was completely stiffened; she stared into Chen Guixiu's eyes, trying to find a sliver of information, a hint that she was lying, but her eyes were unwavering as they met hers. She couldn't tell; she couldn't determine whether her words were true or false. Qin Yucen's grip slowly tightened, her fingers clenched together. Her fragile heart could hardly bear such a tremendous shock.
"What did you say? Say it again!" Qin Yurong's voice had a hint of hoarseness.
"You are not biologically mine; you were a child your father and I adopted. I'm merely your foster mother. Your biological mother is from a distinguished family in the Capital, and you are their precious daughter," Chen Guixiu repeated, each word uttered with absolute clarity.
Qin Yurong smirked coldly: "Impossible!"