Qiao Yin's heart turned to ice, and her voice became chillingly cold, "The child is Lu Lingche's, and Lu Lingche is perfectly healthy. There are no issues with his fertility. Those spreading rumors about his inability to have children have ulterior motives, and those alleging that the child I'm carrying isn't Lu Lingche's are completely heartless."
For a moment, Lu Mingzhen felt like an idiot for asking such a question. How could he believe what Lan Yuyi said? And his wife, who always seemed so gentle and kind, was slowly revealing her true nature. Her words were even less trustworthy.
Qiao Yin got into her car and started the engine, "Also, Uncle Lu, it was your wife, Madam Lu, who colluded with Qiao Haidong and forcefully took me to the hospital to get an abortion. Although I am already divorced from Lu Lingche, I cannot tolerate being slandered and accused of carrying another man's child. It's utterly disgusting."