Chapitre 391: Chapter 390 Trap

Zhuang Xueqi sat in the back seat of the car, watching with her own eyes as Ou Liya, beaming with the joy of spring, alighted from a black Santana, her pregnant belly protruding as she entered an English training institute, her face so dark it looked as though water could drip from it.

"Go, bring that driver to me."

Soon, the driver was brought over.

"Miss, Miss..."

Facing Zhuang Xueqi's sharp scrutiny, the driver was so nervous that he stammered.

Zhuang Xueqi curled her lips, "You know me? Then things will be easier, just answer my question honestly. Is that Ou surname carrying my dad's bastard?"

"Miss, I, I don't know."

Zhuang Xueqi lowered her gaze to admire her nails, which had been manicured just two days ago, her voice casual, "I don't necessarily need to ask you, but think carefully, do you want to oppose me, the Zhuang family's young lady and Mrs. Ning, for the sake of a lowly mistress?"

The driver's face changed.

Ten minutes later.