Looking at Xia Nuan without guiltiness, the old lady said with tears in her eyes, “I know you are Xia Nuan, wife of the famous musician Ye Sichen. But you are the mother of my grandson, too.”

Xia Nuan was shocked.

The old lady said it calmly, but Xia Nuan was deeply disturbed.

“I don’t quite understand what you mean.” Xia Nuan held Ansheng in her arms and looked at the sick boy in the bed, feeling distressed and confused.

“Ms. ...