Qin Ziqin opened her eyes and found herself transmigrated to the 1980s, becoming a city heiress sent to the countryside. The beginning was a hellish mode: their home was utterly bare, with not a si...
"Mom, am I going to have a younger brother? Is it a younger brother or a younger sister?" By the time Tang Simeng and Tang Ruixuan came home from school, everyone in the family knew that she was pregnant.
Tang Simeng's little hand fell on Qin Zijin's belly, her face full of surprise and curiosity.
Qin Zijin patted her head and asked, "Mengmeng, do you like your brother or your sister?"
"I like younger sisters. If I had a younger sister, I would give her my beautiful dolls and I could also play house with her." Tang Simeng thought about it seriously before giving her answer.
Children's thoughts are always so simple and direct.
Qin Zijin knew that the baby in her belly was a son, not the sister that Tang Simeng was expecting.
But it doesn't matter. There is still a long way to go. She and Tang Shen are still young and can have children again in the future.
It would be nice to have a daughter in the future. Twins are great. It’s a wonderful thought.
Since she became pregnant, Qin Zijin has started a lazy life to take care of the baby.
Qi Boqian kept an eye on Qin Zijin almost 24 hours a day, fearing that she would run around and upset the fetus.
Tang Shen also tried his best to hand over the work at hand to others and spend more time with Qin Zijin.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
One day, Qin Zijin was basking in the sun in the yard, with washed green grapes and sliced oranges placed beside her.
Just as I was enjoying the sun, a hurried knock on the door broke the peace.
Qin Zijin opened her eyes, but before she could react, the nanny Chang Sao had already gone out to open the door.
But a moment later, Mrs. Chang came in with two police officers. Qin Zijin's heart skipped a beat and a bad premonition suddenly came to his mind.