Qi Jinghe's eyes blazed with fury. He immediately got out of bed. "I'm going to butcher her right now."
Su Qiao panicked and hurriedly grabbed him, yanking him back with all her strength. "No, no, no! Yue'er is mine. He's my child."
Qi Jinghe was dragged down onto the bed and froze in shock. "Impossible!"
How old had she been then?
Only sixteen.
Women only became adults at eighteen.
She hadn't even come of age. How could she possibly have been with him...
Qi Jinghe suddenly remembered that he was two years older than her.
When she was sixteen, he had been eighteen—the exact age when families began arranging marriages.
Mentioning this also left Su Qiao somewhat embarrassed, and she found it difficult to speak.
But things had already reached this point. Even if she didn't want to say it, she had to.
"It's true. I'd had too much to drink that night. I was planning to go home, but I ran into you on the way."
"You were dazed at the time. The moment you saw me, you pounced on me and started tugging hard at my clothes. I was drunk too, and in the end, that's what happened."
According to Little Four, the two of them had been like dry tinder meeting raging flames, and both of them...
"Afterward, I stumbled home in a daze, still drunk. I didn't remember anything the next day, which was why... why I made you and your son suffer so much."
Qi Jinghe didn't believe her at all and pushed her away. "Stop lying to me. You weren't even an adult then. How could you possibly..."
An underage girl wouldn't have such desires.
Moreover, to avoid affecting their growth, adults strictly forbade girls from having relations with men before they turned eighteen.