Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

She looked at that text message in disbelief and as her grip on her phone suddenly slackened, her phone almost fell out of her hands.

Ye Hao was driving turned around to check on her, slowed the car down and took one hand off the wheel to hold her hand.

“What’s wrong?” He asked with a frown. He didn’t understand why she was suddenly so nervous and jumpy. Did someone repost the post he made onto her Moments, turning it viral?

He sensed that there was something off about her and parked the car at the side of the road.

He Xiyan pursed her lips tightly and looked anxiously at Ye Hao. Cold sweat had already formed on her palm.

She handed her phone to Ye Hao and motioned him to read the text message she had just received. She didn’t want to keep anything from him since she was afraid that he would misunderstand her intentions.

Ye Hao’s gaze darkened. Then, he unlocked her screen and soon, he saw that long text message.

It was sent from an unknown number.

“He Xiyan, this is Yang Mingyu. You didn’t answer my call so I decided to send you a text instead. I wanted to speak to you because of the recent situation with the Mo family and also take this chance to see Yixuan’s child. I know that you’re already dating Ye Hao and have also heard that you’re pregnant again. I feel that the child ought to know who his biological father is and even if the Ye family treats the kid well, they would never be able to treat him like an equal. I hope that you’ll give this matter some serious consideration and allow the child to grow up in a healthier environment for the child’s future and his development.”

This text message was more than a hundred words long and there was nothing good written in it at all.

After reading the text message, Ye Hao frowned unhappily and his eyes narrowed. His amber eyes were immediately filled with anger. What did that guy mean by allowing the child to grow up in a healthier environment? Was he implying that the castle wasn’t a healthy environment for Yuan Yuan?

“Who sent that message?” He turned to look at He Xiyan, puzzled that this person seemed to know so much about her, including the Yuan Yuan’s parentage.

He Xiyan nervously twisted her fingers together.

“He’s the deputy CEO of Tianyu and he’s also Mo Yixuan’s ex-classmate.”

“How did he find out about Yuan Yuan’s parentage?” Ye Hao asked.

He remembered that no one visited He Xiyan when she lived in Shen City and even if she received any visitors, how could the visitors be so sure that the child was Mo Yixuan’s?

He Xiyan took a deep breath and looked helplessly at the flashing neon lights by the roadside. She hadn’t thought about it for a long while but it didn’t take a genius to know that this was a ticking time bomb.

“When I was eight months pregnant with Yuan Yuan, I went to the nearby park for a walk one day. Yang Mingyu spotted me at the intersection when I was making my way back and parked the car by the side of the road. This was when he discovered that I was eight months pregnant and would give birth anytime. But he promised that he would help me keep this a secret so I don’t know why he’s suddenly sending me this text today.”

He Xiyan anxiously frowned at that thought and looked at Ye Hao in distress.

The child was her entire life and she was truly worried that the Mo family would try to snatch Yuan Yuan from her once they discovered his existence. Xia Yuwei had already given the Mo family a grandson, so they shouldn’t try to snatch Yuan Yuan from her too.

Ye Hao pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. He frowned for a moment as he thought, then said, “Tell him to come to the castle tomorrow and we’ll throw him money to shut up. We’ve got to make sure he doesn’t go around spouting nonsense.

He Xiyan was first surprised, then stunned.

How could her husband have thought up such a foolish plan after taking such a long time think?

“No, he wouldn’t accept the money, neither does he lack cash,” He Xiyan knew that Yang Mingyu a very good friend of her ex-husband since they were classmates for many years before they were colleagues. Anyway, Yang Mingyu wasn’t someone whose head would be turned by money and would forgo friendship for his own gain.