Misunderstanding

She looked at Yuan Yuan who was keeping himself entertained nearby and her eyes shone brightly. 

He Xiyan stared blankly at Yang Yun and soon, cold sweat dripped down her back. 

She turned her face away and her mind raced as she tried to figure out a response to ease the awkwardness. However, she was unable to search for the appropriate words to say no matter how much thought she gave this matter. 

She had to face this issue head-on. 

"Aunty..." she said and she no longer looked embarrassed but instead, she seemed composed. "He is my son."

"Your son?" Yang Yun's eyes widened and her expression changed from one of surprise to shock and confusion, as though she didn't understand the implications behind He Xiyan's words. 

Gu Lin who sat beside her frowned and she clearly looked surprised as she asked, "What do you mean by saying that he's your son?"