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Lin Yihong was outside interrogating the midwife who was fiddling with him.

"Why did you want to frame Madam? Madame has been very kind to you servants." Lin Yihong grieved.

"I... "I …" Beads of sweat broke out on the midwife's forehead.

"Speak!" "Why?" Lin Yihong glared at her with eyes as sharp as knives.

The midwife knew that he was angry, so she said shakily, "Because my daughter..