The carefree person on the ground looked hesitant, and the noisy person appeared unusually quiet.
But this quiet, carefree life was something she found incredibly irritating and even deeply repulsive.
This child has raised eyebrows and an innate fierceness; he looks at everyone as if they were his enemy.
He really doesn't look like Huai Song!
Yet she never doubted any of these things.
Wuyou used all her strength to sit up, reverting to her previous defiant demeanor: "You lowly servant, what nonsense are you spouting? Aren't I my mother's child? Aren't I my father's child? Aren't I the future heir of the City Lord's mansion? Stop trying to smear me! Who ordered you to do this? Was it that wicked woman?"
Despite the excruciating pain, Wuyou still pointed her finger towards Gu Jiangli in the corner.
Hongxiu frowned slightly and denied it on the spot: "Young Master Wuyou, I know you don't want to admit this fact. After all, you're used to being the young master in the City Lord's Mansion. It's indeed hard for you to accept that you suddenly know your background. But I'm telling the truth. There's not a single lie in my words. You are not the child of the Second Young Master and the Second Madam. This cannot be faked."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I am my father and mother's child!"
"Absolutely impossible."
"What right do you have to say that? You're nothing but a lowly servant. Even if there are witnesses, they could all have been bribed. They're just servants; how can you take their words seriously?!"
Hongxiu pouted, wanting to say more, but Jiang Huaizhi, who was in the corner, suddenly interrupted her:
"Wuyou could not possibly be Jiang Huaisong's son."
As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes turned to him.
Jiang Huaisong, in particular, visibly tensed up.
Jiang Huaizhi, seemingly not wanting to miss out on something big, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Because Jiang Huaisong is completely infertile."
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