This time, Jian Shuya was much more emotionally stable and very rational.
She voiced the doubts in her heart and waited impatiently for his answer.
Fu Yunhai fell silent for a moment, but ultimately he looked up at her.
He knew that once the seeds of doubt took root in Jian Shuya's heart, she would stop at nothing to seek answers, that was always her nature.
Fu Yunhai finally spoke the truth, "Honestly, there is a possibility that the child did not die..."
Jian Shuya shot to her feet, staring at him in disbelief, "What did you say?"
Fu Yunhai looked up, his face filled with guilt.
"Actually, I didn't want to hide it from you, but the pressure from my family was too great at that time..."
Jian Shuya suddenly became emotional, her voice rising, "So, are you trying to tell me that our child didn't die, is that it?"
Fu Yunhai nodded helplessly.
"Then where is she? What does she look like? She..."
"Don't rush, calm down and let me finish speaking, okay?" Fu Yunhai pleaded.
