Sun Yu thought for a moment: "Yes."
Lu Yichen continued to ask, "You say the child is mine?"
Sun Yu bit her lip, lowered her head, and said nothing more.
Sun Yu's mother rushed over: "You've ruined my daughter and now want to humiliate her publicly. You're truly inhumane. Let me tell you, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're an official. I'll risk my life to get justice for my daughter."
Luo Qiao stepped forward and pulled Sun Yu's mother away: "Stop falsely accusing my husband. Only your daughter knows who truly harmed her, so don't try to pin the blame on my man."
Sun Yu's mother glared: "Sure, he's your husband, and it's right for you to defend him, but you can't just lie and ignore conscience to protect him."
Luo Qiao looked at Sun Yu on the hospital bed: "I don't know why your daughter insists on blaming my husband for this, but I'm sure the child in her womb isn't my husband's. As for whose child it is, I think she knows best."
