Shen Yucheng walked out of the hospital room, wiping the sweat off his forehead.
He was dialing his wife's number on his phone as he headed out.
Thinking someone might overhear him, he stepped into the stairwell.
"They probably haven't realized anything; otherwise, my sister wouldn't be speaking to me so nicely." If that was considered nice, then it was unclear how Shen Youran used to talk to Shen Yucheng before.
"Since they don't know, we should stop bringing up this matter. That Lin Qianqian served time in prison, so my sister and the others certainly won't pursue it further."
"Yeah, if my sister found out she actually gave birth to twins back then, the consequences would be unimaginable."
"But one of them was already not breathing on the road, so how could they be alive?" It was precisely because Lin Qianqian had stopped breathing back then that Shen Yucheng and the others fabricated a reason to tell Shen Youran that the child had actually died.
