She stopped in her tracks, turning to the source of the voice, only to find Zhang Heyuan, looking at her with a shocked and terrified expression.
At his feet lay a thermos filled with chicken soup spilled all over the floor.
"Yi….. Yiyi?" Zhang Heyuan, stuttered nervously, "Why are you here?"
Qiao Yi turned to face him, her lips curling with a bitter smile. "Weren't you in Feng City? Why are you here looking after the mother in confinement?"
"No... not at all!" Zhang Heyuan shook his head hurriedly, trying to calm himself and managed a mild, refined smile. He walked up to Qiao Yi, "Yiyi, I was indeed in Feng City yesterday. My cousin's surrogate is having a baby. He was scared that his wife might get suspicious, so he couldn't come to take care of the mother. He called me for help, so I had to come."
"Really?" Qiao Yi sneered at him, "Is it really your cousin's baby?"