Xia Yiwan lifted the long strand of hair from her shirt.
She stood under the light and took a close look at it.
Her body couldn't stop shaking.
This hair clearly wasn't hers.
Her hair wasn't this long, and the color was different too!
Xia Yiwan stared at the strand of hair, her mind suddenly going blank.
Her heart felt anxious and constricted.
But with the precedent of falsely accusing him last time, Xia Yiwan didn't dare to think too badly of it.
She put down the shirt and placed the strand of hair into a transparent small bag.
She didn't act impulsively like last time, directly confronting Yanxi with the question.
Plus, now that she was pregnant, she couldn't afford to be too emotionally volatile, so after coming out of the bathroom, she lay on the bed and forced herself to sleep.
The next day.
After Yanxi left for work, Xia Yiwan took a taxi and quietly followed behind him.
Yanxi entered Yan Corporation.
Xia Yiwan didn't leave either; she sat in the taxi.