501 A Chat with Xia Yu

Xia Yu arranged a meeting with Xia Yu.

On a sunny afternoon, they met in a box of a high-end Japanese restaurant.

Their surroundings were tranquil.

Xia Yu wore a light grey blouse, carried a Chanel handbag, and had a face full of makeup. She looked pleasant. However, Xia Ling was still sick, and her delicate face was slightly pale, looking weary with her thin frame. Xia Yu was in a good mood when she looked at her. She placed her bag on the table and asked, "Why did you look for me?"

Xia Ling also did not beat around the bush. "You killed my child."

It was a statement, not a question.

Xia Yu smiled as if she expected this question. She said simply and sarcastically, "Do you have any evidence? If you don't, then don't slander people so confidently. In fact, I don't even know that your baby died. What a pity."

Xia Ling tightened her grip around her cup of water. She had to resist the urge to throw the cup of water on her.