"Mom, it's not what you think it was from the start—Xia Zhi was kidnapped, and Sang Qi was away on business,"
Wei Lan stood up, looking at her son with disbelief, "Shixi, why do you always speak for her? She ran off with that bastard. If things hadn't gone wrong, who knows where they would be, probably having the time of their lives by now!"
"Mom." Sang Shixi helped Wei Lan sit down on the sofa, "Xia Zhi was really kidnapped."
"Does someone get kidnapped with their luggage?"
"She was going back to her mother's house, and she was kidnapped on the way."
Wei Lan clearly didn't believe it, but Sang Shixi had already spoken so convincingly that even I started to believe it.
I knew why he was helping me—because I had just given birth to his child, and he probably needed me for breastfeeding.