Li Zhiyan's words left Han Xueying somewhat unable to believe what she had heard at that moment.
That was her own son, after all.
However, Han Xueying also knew that Li Zhiyan was not someone who lied.
Since he had said so, something must have happened.
"Aunt Han."
"Please listen to this recording..."
Li Zhiyan pressed the recorder and played the recorded conversation between Yin Fengxiang and Yin Deli.
Han Xueying and Li Zhiyan stood together, listening intently to the content of the recording.
At first, Han Xueying could bear it.
But as the recording played on, she became utterly disappointed.
This was the son she had raised from childhood. In Yin Fengxiang's heart, she was not a member of the old Yin family, to him.
To him, she was just an outsider.
Thinking about it, her heart felt sorrowful.
"If everything goes as expected, tomorrow Yin Fengxiang will persuade you to marry Yin Deli."
"Yes, Auntie will see tomorrow."