Mrs. Qin's complexion altered slightly, a hint of embarrassment difficult to conceal.
Gu Nanqiao, however, had no intention of letting her off the hook so easily. Suddenly changing tack, she asked, "You must be very heartbroken over Miss Qin's child in her womb, right?"
"..."
"After all, years ago, you also carried a child that couldn't be brought to light, just like her," Gu Nanqiao said, her gaze turning icy. "But there is still a slight difference, at least Miss Qin truly loves her own child, as for Mrs. Qin…"
She sighed, leaving the rest unsaid.
What could she say?
Could she say that years ago, to marry that man, she schemed to get pregnant and give birth to a child, but that man still wouldn't give her a glance, and then she heartlessly abandoned that child?
She couldn't speak those words.