Birthday Banquet (9)

Liu Shuying glared at Wen Ruan with an ashen expression.

Wen Ruan walked out of the lounge and went to the balcony.

Liu Shuying followed.

Wen Ruan leaned against the railing on the balcony, his soft black hair swaying gently in the night wind. His skin was fair and his facial features were exquisite. He did not look like someone who was good at fighting in the boudoir of a wealthy family.

However, if she hadn't been the one who stirred up the storm, everything that had happened tonight wouldn't have turned out like this.

"You bribed Rong Xiang. If I'm not wrong, Rong Xiang was the one who took the video, right? That b * tch actually had such a trick up her sleeve!"

"After you saw the video, you knew that I wasn't pregnant with your father's child. However, when the DNA test results came out, it showed that the child was your father's."