President, Please Don't Be Presumptuous.

Bai Xinyu didn't know why she ran here. The small warehouse in the backyard of Li's family had always been her little world, but she saw an incredible scene! "You have already given birth to my child, why are you still pretending to be a fierce daughter of Zhenjie!" Li Wentian pushed Wang Xianghui down on the shabby sofa in the warehouse. "Mr. Da, please, let me go!" Wang Xianghui had tears on her face. After so many years, she knew that struggling was useless, so she could only instinctively beg for mercy. "You misunderstood, Huan Yu is not your child, really not!" "Do you think I will believe it?...