"Of course I understand." Qiao Wanwan felt a sharp pain in her heart, and tears finally streamed down her face like a burst dam. "I've been through it too, and I understand that helplessness. Zhan Jingting, I've had someone else's child, and you've had children with other women. Does that mean we're even?"

"Wanwan, don't say that." Zhan Jingting kissed her forehead. "You are perfect in my heart. We shouldn't be evened out like this."

"I understand what you mean." Qiao Wanwan forced a smile, but tears kept streaming down her face. "I was just trying to ease the tension, couldn't you tell?"

Zhan Jingting chuckled, "Okay."

The two embraced tightly, and although they no longer exchanged a single word, their hearts seemed to draw closer together.

In the afternoon, Zhan Jingting went to his study to handle official business. When Qiao Wanwan came downstairs, she saw Ruan Wanyi directing the maid to tidy up the room.

"He'll be staying in a guest room for the time being, right next to mine. I'll ask a designer to create a nice children's room for him on the second floor later. You can go and get ready now."

"Yes." The maid saw Qiao Wanwan coming downstairs and quickly nodded, "Young Madam."

When Ruan Wanyi saw Qiao Wanwan, she stepped forward and said, "I think we need to talk again."

Qiao Wanwan nodded. "Okay."

The two sat down in the side hall, and Ruan Wanyi got straight to the point, "I believe Jingting told you that even he doesn't know who Eleven's mother is. He's already investigating."

"Yes."

"So what do you think?" Ruan Wanyi asked. "Now Jingting has a child, and the child has his own biological mother. Logically speaking, they are the real family. So Qiao Wanwan, once we find the child's biological mother, I hope you can withdraw. We can discuss the terms."