Rong Haiyue's voice was a bit loud, attracting a policeman's attention. Rong Xuan immediately closed the door and locked it. There were only four of them in the room, two couples. Rong Haiyue looked at Rong Xuan, like watching a mad woman. He reached out to grab her arm and gazed at her with his bloodshot eyes, asking slowly, "back in the days, you were really pregnant and gave birth to my daughter, but you abandoned her, right?"
Rong Xuan looked at him with pity and did not speak. This attitude was undoubtedly a testimony to Rong Haiyue's conjecture. Rong Haiyue became silent and suddenly laughed. "And where did Anna come from? Anna is not your daughter, nor my daughter. What about her biological parents?"
