"Sister-in-law?" Ning Qingwan seemed to have some impression.

"Yes, I am your second sister-in-law! After so many years, why haven't you recovered from your madness yet?"

There was disgust in Liang Qin's eyes, but then she remembered another thing that the old man had been thinking about, and her eyes rolled around.

"Ning Qingwan, do you still remember who the man was who made you pregnant?"

With a bang, Ning Qingwan heard this question again and froze in her wheelchair as if struck by lightning.

The man who made her pregnant...

Deeply buried memories came like arrows, constantly filling the blank space.

Ning Qingwan's headache felt like it was about to split open.

Liang Qin took a few looks and felt that there was hope of getting the answer, so she continued to persuade him slowly and patiently.

"I know you don't want to say it, but if you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about your daughter Ning Yichu. She's so old, but she doesn't even know who her biological father is. It's really pitiful. Do you know what people outside say about her? They say she's a bastard!"

Ning Qingwan held her head, but still firmly refuted, "My Chuchu is not like that. She has a father. Her father is very powerful. It's..."

"What is it?" Liang Qin's heart was in suspense, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

Ning Qingwan's eyebrows were tightly knitted together, "Headache..."

Liang Qin was disappointed and angry when she heard that. She even wanted to slap her twice.

More than 20 years ago, Ning Qingwan rejected the marriage arranged by her family and secretly married a man. She became pregnant...