An Ning leaned closer to Mo Ang's ear. "I can share another secret with you."
"What?"
"You have to promise that you absolutely won't tell anyone about this." An Ning's cheeks were flushed, and the alcohol was starting to take effect. Her eyes were also turning red, and her vision was becoming blurry.
Mo Ang lifted another glass of wine to her lips. "Hmm, wet your throat and then tell me carefully."
'Gulp' An Ning took a big sip of wine and burped before saying something shocking. "I can tell you, my second child isn't actually my husband's either."
Mo Ang almost wanted to strangle this woman, his expression turned dark and frightening. "Your daughter isn't your husband's either, then whose is she?"
"Hehe... Of course, she belongs to another man, but I don't even know who this other man is!" An Ning laughed heartily.
Mo Ang tightly gripped her jaw. "When you got pregnant, your husband wasn't dead yet, how could you possibly be carrying another man's child!"
