Jiang Shuya looked at her emotionally, hoping to learn the truth from her lips.
But Zhang Min shook her head.
Zhang Min turned her head to look at her little grandson and said, "I don't know, too much happened that night. In order to satisfy my own desires, I personally handed Ye Zhiyong's child over to Ye Kui'an's hands, helped the dean's daughter cover up the matter, but as for the rest, I really don't know."
Jiang Shuya stood up, seething with anger, "You were clearly there when I was giving birth. I remember you. How could you possibly not know where my child went?"
Jiang Shuya's anger terrified the child sitting opposite her.
Zhang Min hugged her small grandson tightly and looked up at her.
