How are You Going to Prove that This is Not Your Husband?

If the Yue Pengcheng she had brought back was a fake, then everyone would immediately suspect her to be devious. No wonder the even-tempered Mrs. Yue lashed out like that.

 Chills traveled up and down Mrs. Helan's spine. She had always thought that Mrs. Yue was brainless.

 She changed recently, yes, but that was because of the influence of Yan Qingsi. Yet…now she truly understood that Mrs. Yue was not brainless—she simply could not be bothered to use those brains to plot revenge.

 "You—you—Su Ningmei, I never thought that you were this shameless. You refuse to acknowledge your own husband?" Mrs. Helan said, trembling. "Yue Pengcheng, she's calling you a fake. Aren't you going to say something?"

 Mrs. Helan felt like she was being driven off the edge by Mrs. Yue. She had never been this nervous, not even when she had lost all her clothes the last time they played mahjong.