What the hell
Nian Xiaomu narrowed her eyes, making sure she wasn't dreaming, and looked down at the caller ID.
Seeing that it was Wen Yadai's call, she frowned.
What the hell did this woman come up with
She instinctively didn't want to listen to her nonsense, and just as she was about to hang up, Wen Yadai's sarcastic voice came from the other end of the phone, "Nian Xiaomu, don't think you won, you just relied on your own growth and that A woman's similar face!"
"..." Nian Xiaomu's hand stopped, and he didn't hang up the phone immediately.
"What do you mean?"
Hearing her voice, Wen Yadai laughed like crazy on the other end of the phone.
"I've loved him for so many years, and he didn't accept me, and he didn't even have a woman around him, don't you think it's strange?"
"..."
Yu Yuehan was famous for keeping himself clean.
It's not like Nian Xiaomu didn't think about it, he had so many choices, why did he choose himself...
Nian Xiaomu gripped the phone tightly, "I don't want to listen to your nonsense, what do you want to say, finish it at once."
"You take care of Xiao Liuliu every day, so you never wondered who her mother is?"
"..."
"Everyone says that Young Master Han suddenly had an extra daughter, but with Young Master Han's status, if he doesn't like a woman, let alone bear him a child, even if he touches her, it's impossible!"
"..."
Nian Xiaomu's heart tightened.
She stays by Yu Yuehan's side every day, knowing that his defense is really impeccable.
Little Liuliu, how did you get here
"Let me tell you the truth, the woman that Young Master Han loves so much has always been Xiao Liuliu's biological mother! Even if that woman left, he never had a place in his heart for anyone else, and you, just because you look like that Women are similar, so they are treated as substitutes!"
"..." Nian Xiaomu frowned.
Wen Yadai's words were like a thorn piercing into her heart.
Even if she knew, she was probably provoking it on purpose.
But when I heard the word "substitute", I still felt a feeling of being out of breath.
Wen Yadai on the other end of the phone seemed to feel her discomfort, and smiled even more triumphantly.
"Nian Xiaomu, I really feel sorry for you. I thought I found a man who loves you, but in the end I found out that it was only Huang Liang Yimeng, who didn't love you at all! You are just a substitute. Once Xiao Liuliu's real mother appears , you will be abandoned like a shoe!"
Wen Yadai's triumphant laughter brought Nian Xiaomu back to his senses in an instant.
Shaking his head, he kept his head clear.
"That's all you want to tell me? Do you think I'll believe your nonsense?"
"..."
Nian Xiaomu's calm voice made Wen Yadai on the other end of the phone speechless for a moment.
She originally thought that Nian Xiaomu would be angry, sad, and even collapsed when she knew that she was being used as a substitute...
But Wen Yadai never expected that she could ask herself such a calm question.
Startled, he continued.
"If you don't believe me, you can go to Young Master Han's study for yourself. There is a painting in the bottom drawer of his desk. That painting is the portrait of Xiao Liuliu's mother. As long as you look at it, you will know it. You yourself are nothing but a poor wretch who is used as a stand-in from beginning to end!"
After Wen Yadai yelled, she quietly waited for Nian Xiaomu to cry bitterly.
But what she waited for was Nian Xiaomu's more indifferent answer.