Recalling those nights, Zhao Mingyuan would always turn off the lights and even blindfold her.

Originally, He Manxiang thought this was his special hobby and was happy to cooperate.

But now thinking about it, I feel inexplicably frightened.

Could it be that the man at night was not Zhao Mingyuan, but actually Wang Yongsheng?

He Manxiang was shocked by her own thoughts!

Just thinking about it this way, He Manxiang felt that it was too absurd.

She was Zhao Mingyuan's legally married wife and had given birth to a son for him.

Even if he didn't like her, could it be possible that he didn't want a son of his own?

Soon, He Manxiang rejected this inexplicable idea.

I just thought that the kiss was a coincidence and that such a thing could never happen.

After comforting herself over and over again in her heart, He Manxiang finally calmed down.

Thinking that there was still a lot of work to do at home, she didn't dare to delay.

After smoothing her hair and tying it up again, He Manxiang went out to cook.

And just at this moment, Liu Juhua also came back.

Holding Zhao Jincai in her arms, her face looked very bad.

"Bah! Your grandson doesn't look like your son. My Jincai is so good-looking, with a full forehead and big earlobes, just like my Mingyuan. You can tell at a glance that he is blessed!"

As soon as she entered the yard, Liu Juhua started muttering curses.

Hearing this, He Manxiang, who had just comforted herself, felt her heart rise to her throat again.

In fact, ever since his son Jincai was born, people have said more than once that he does not look like Zhao Mingyuan.

However, He Manxiang was extremely sure in her heart that she had not cheated on the man, so how could she not know whose child Jincai was?

After all, Zhao Mingyuan is the future richest man. She would have to be crazy to steal a child from outside.

Besides, it is normal for children not to look like their parents, but to look like their grandfather, uncle, or grandfather.

Therefore, she never took these words to heart.

But she had just discovered that Wang Yongsheng's breath was particularly familiar, and now when she heard her mother-in-law say this, the terrifying thought suddenly came to her mind again.

"You're asking for trouble! You're not even cooking, what are you doing here?"

Liu Juhua was furious because someone had just talked about her precious grandson. Then she saw He Manxiang standing blankly at the kitchen door and she became even more angry.

But He Manxiang seemed not to hear anything and stared straight at her son Zhao Jincai in her mother-in-law's arms.

Once the seed of doubt was planted, He Manxiang found that everything was wrong.

His son has single eyelids and puffy eyes, while Zhao Mingyuan has big eyes with double eyelids.

Zhao Mingyuan had delicate features and fair skin, and looked gentle and handsome. In later generations, when he put on a suit, he looked like a nobleman.

Although I can't say that I'm as white as jade, I don't have dark skin either.

But their son's skin is darker than both of theirs.

The more she looked, the more frightened she became; her whole body began to shake uncontrollably.

Could it be that the son is really not Zhao Mingyuan’s child?

Did Zhao Mingyuan hire someone to cheat on him?

Why would he do this?

Seeing that she was still motionless, Liu Juhua became increasingly angry!

Raising her hand, she slapped He Manxiang hard several times.

"You bastard! I told you not to be lazy! I told you not to work! I'm going to beat you to death!"

After being beaten up, He Manxiang finally came to her senses!

"Impossible! Impossible!"

She murmured.

Her son must and must be Zhao Mingyuan's child, otherwise who would inherit his future property.

I clearly didn't cheat on my husband, so how could I have given birth to someone else's child?

Liu Juhua looked at her and saw that she was talking in a weird way, as if she was crazy, and she couldn't help but be frightened!

"He Manxiang, what are you crazy about?"

"I'm not crazy!"

As He Manxiang spoke, she pushed Liu Juhua away, and without caring about her darkening face, she turned and went straight into the kitchen.

No matter what the truth of this matter is, Zhao Jincai can only be Zhao Mingyuan's son!

After some hypnosis, He Manxiang calmed down again.

After finishing dinner in an orderly manner, Zhao Mingyuan also came back.

Today, he is still dressed neatly and cleanly, completely different from the rough men in the team.

In the past, these were He Manxiang's favorite qualities. She felt that he was worthy of being the richest man because he had strong self-discipline.

But at this moment, she always felt that there was something wrong with him.

After finishing her meal and taking a bath, He Manxiang carried the baby back to the house.

It gets dark early in winter. It’s pitch black outside at just seven o’clock.

After taking a bath, Xiao Jincai was very hungry and was crying loudly.

In the past, He Manxiang would have started to get nervous even before her son started crying.

But now, she was feeling very upset.

"Cry, cry, cry, why are you crying? Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?"

After cursing, she lifted her clothes roughly and fed him!

Although Xiao Jincai could feel his mother's emotions, he was too hungry to care about much.

He opened his mouth and started sucking.

Just at this time, Zhao Mingyuan also came back from taking a bath.

Seeing He Manxiang, with her white skin exposed as usual, he couldn't help but frown and turn his head away.

When He Manxiang saw this, she tightened her hands unconsciously, and Xiao Jincai was strangled so hard that he burst into tears!

"If you can't even take care of a baby, are you still a woman?"

When Zhao Mingyuan heard the child crying, he became very annoyed and scolded the child.

Hearing this, He Manxiang, who had always been gentle and considerate to him, got angry for the first time.

"Yes! I just can't lead the school well. If you can lead the school well, why don't you do it?"

As she spoke, she stuffed the still crying Xiao Jincai into Zhao Mingyuan's arms.

Zhao Mingyuan had never held a child before. Feeling the softness in his arms, he almost threw it out!

"He Manxiang, why are you going crazy?"

He Manxiang saw that there was no trace of pity on his face, only disgust, and her heart instantly turned cold.

"Hahaha... Am I crazy? Zhao Mingyuan, have you ever held the child once since he was born? Isn't he your son?"

Hearing He Manxiang's angry and sad questioning, Zhao Mingyuan felt inexplicably panicked.

What does she mean?

Fearing that his secret would be discovered, his attitude subconsciously softened.

"I...I didn't say anything. Why are you so excited? Jincai is of course my son."

After saying that, he hugged Xiao Jincai tightly in his arms.

Although he disliked the son of Wang Yongsheng and He Manxiang, at this moment, he seemed to be unable to care about so much.

His secret cannot be discovered by anyone!

He Manxiang looked at him protecting his son in a way that was out of character, and a hint of doubt flashed across her eyes.

What is going on?

Could it be that she misunderstood him?

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