"So you admit that you had a child with him?!"
Leng Huaijin's two big hands tightly gripped her shoulders. He was so strong that he almost crushed her shoulders.
"Shen Weiyang, you have no heart. Our child has only passed away for a short time and you are already..."
Leng Huaijin, who was filled with anger and felt that he had been betrayed and hurt, was suddenly stunned at this moment.
No, that's not right. Those two children are in the same class as Leng Yuan. They should be in the same class as Leng Yuan now... They are...
"Weiyang, those two children, those two children are..."
"Get lost! Get out! I don't want to see you again. Get out!"
Shen Weiyang did not hear him finish. She grabbed the ashtray by the bed and smashed it at him. She shouted at the top of her lungs to get him out.
The two words "bastard" stabbed into Shen Weiyang's heart like a knife.