C80 The Father of the Child Is Me!

Xia Dong's hand paused as she lifted her teacup and took a sip. "To be honest, they are indeed my children."

"Damn Xia Dong, you've secretly played Chen Cang's tricks over and over again. You're really crafty like a fox!" The old mistress slammed the teacup onto the tea table, causing it to splash with water as she asked sternly, "Are they Han's children?"

Xia Dong laughed mockingly