Xirong Ziye sighed. "Don't you need to take care of your child? Why did you still come here?"
"I told the child's father that I will be coming. He is supportive of me."
Xirong Ziye said sentimentally, "It's pretty nice that both husband and wife can trust each other. This is not an easy feat."
Zhuang Susu nodded. "Yeah. We had always stayed by each other's side and trusted each other. It's pretty good. We've come a long way now. However, I came this time to explain the incident last year."
"Last year?"
"Yes. I want to tell you that I lied to you during that time. Back then, a lady brought her men and suddenly appeared before me. After that…"
Zhuang Susu described how Xiamu Qingyan threatened and held her child hostage.
As she said that, Xirong Ziye was shocked beyond words. When he regained his composure, he started breathing heavily and rapidly as he clutched his chest, which throbbed painfully.