The little boy’s words made everyone around him gasp in shock—it was clearly Mu Yi’s grocery store, but the boy claimed to be Mu Yi’s son.
And Bai Xin was Mu Yi’s wife—didn’t everyone know that Mu Yi truly loved his wife, even though they didn’t have children, their affection seemed as strong as ever.
If this was true, the irony of their love would be so poignant.
"Little friend, you must be mistaken, this is our family’s grocery store, and I don’t have a child as big as you. If you’re looking for your father, you might have to go home to find him."
Bai Xin crouched down, looking gently at the little boy.
She reached out her hand, intending to pat his head, but the boy pushed her away.
Bai Xin’s eyes narrowed, as if she couldn’t understand why the little boy was suddenly acting this way.
"It’s you, it’s you who took away my daddy. My daddy is Mu Yi, I want to go home, but daddy said it’s because of you. Can you... can you give my daddy back to me?"
The little boy pointed at Bai Xin, his eyes brimming with tears, as if Bai Xin had stolen his dad, portraying Bai Xin as a complete villain.
Bai Xin’s face changed, covering her mouth, looking incredulous at him, then shaking her head forcefully.
"That’s impossible, absolutely impossible. Mu Yi couldn’t do this to me, he is really good to me. He definitely couldn’t have done such a thing. You’re lying, no, it’s your mom who is mistaken, your father can’t be Mu Yi..."
Bai Xin’s complexion turned pale, her determined belief in Mu Yi moved everyone around.
Clearly, everyone could see how much the child resembled Mu Yi, but Bai Xin just refused to believe it.
After all, she was planning to have a proper child with Mu Yi, and then something happened. It would be unbearable for anyone.
"You say you are my uncle’s son, do you have any proof? Otherwise, we just can’t believe it so easily. After all, my uncle’s family has a substantial business—who knows if you’re just trying to scam us."
Bai Zhi walked over, supporting Bai Xin, looking very serious at her.
"Auntie, I know, you believe in uncle, and I feel the same way, I also trust him."
Bai Xin’s lips twitched—where would she really trust Mu Yi now—but right now she couldn’t say that she didn’t.
"Xinxin, you’re right, I believe your uncle wouldn’t do anything to wrong me. I trust him."
The people around only wanted to say, you’re being too naive; it’s evident at first glance.
Bai Xin and Bai Zhi entered the grocery store and closed the door.
"Xingxing, when exactly can we bring up divorce with him? I really don’t want to stay another day."
Pretending to love Mu Yi all this time was really unbearable.
Who loves him—I’d rather kill him, to be honest.
"Be happy, Auntie. Go home and cut some onions later. It’s better to make your eyes look swollen, then we can rightfully tear apart that scumbag... Wait, Auntie, do you smell something?"
Bai Zhi and the rest were now outside the restroom, and suddenly, Bai Zhi caught the scent of medicinal herbs.
This restroom had always been exceptionally dirty, so Bai Zhi had never come by before, but today they found themselves here.
It surely can’t be this twisted—to keep the herbs in the restroom...
Mu Yi, this guy... really is, I don’t know what to say. Putting medicinal herbs in such a stinky place, perhaps because it’s so foul-smelling, it’s a good way to cover up.
If that’s the case, I really don’t understand this problem—wouldn’t it affect the quality of the herbs?