A Trade With Li Huiran

"You may want to hear this recording first."

The sound of He Xinyan and Ma Yuhao's voice was loud and clear inside the room. She had cut out the unnecessary parts, so the recording went straight to the point.

'What do you want to know?' 

Li Huiran's face immediately paled when she heard the man's voice. She recognized it. . . That was Ma Yuhao!

'Everything! From when you first met Li Huiran to how Li Yuyan came to be to. . . just everything!'

Li Huiran's pale face seemed to lose even more color, so it was as white as a sheet of paper. She looked up at He Xinyan, who was smiling back at her.

He Xinyan! How did she find Ma Yuhao?! How did they know each other?! Why are they talking to each other? What are they talking about?!

Li Huiran lunged forward to try and snatch He Xinyan's phone, but she pulled it away.

"Be patient, Auntie Li. Let's finish listening to the recording first."