"Little Dewdrop... so adorable... I really want to be her mother..."]
"Mo Nanze is really amazing... with just a few sweet nothings, he... he can coax Lu Yinfeng into having a child..."]
"..."]
Luo Xueshu's slurred and drunken voice came out from the phone.
This was the third time Lu Yinfeng had listened to this recording, and it was still very distressing.
She stared at Luo Xueshu with the sharpest gaze, as if she had already passed judgement on her in her heart.
At the same time, Mo Nanze and Yan Sijia also fixed their stares on Luo Xueshu in unison.
Luo Xueshu, who had just been arguing stubbornly with Yan Sijia with disdain, now turned deathly pale.
Furrowing her brow, she continuously shook her head, "I... I don't know! That's indeed my voice... but I couldn't have possibly said those things!"
"Nanze, do you think I'm that kind of person!"
Luo Xueshu looked directly at Mo Nanze, her eyes misty and brimming with grievances.