Based on her last menstrual period and the date of her last sexual intercourse, she should have been pregnant for more than 12 weeks.
Why is it only 10 weeks old now?
Shen Jinmo continued reading.
Looking at the child's father's column: Zhou Yan.
These two words formed a flame, repeatedly burning his heart on the fire.
He crumpled the document in his palm and threw it heavily on the ground.
"This is impossible! Impossible!" Anger burned in his eyes.
Jiang Jingyu, the old lady, and others, having heard that Shen Jinmo had thrown a tantrum in the hall, saw off the guests and rushed to the living room.
Jiang Jingyu bent down, picked up the crumpled paper from the ground, and unfolded it to take a look.
After reading it, she immediately cursed, "That bitch Lu Zhiwei, she actually cheated on you, and had a child with another man before the divorce was even finalized."
Shen Jiarui leaned over and glanced at the pregnancy test results. He pointed out bluntly, "Auntie, are you crazy? She's only ten weeks pregnant. My brother and sister-in-law have been divorced for almost three months. Of course, she conceived after the divorce."
"Who cares if she is or isn't? This fickle woman has tormented our entire Shen family and has completely manipulated Mo'er. It would be best if this child wasn't born of our Shen family. If he is, I'll strangle him even after he's born." Jiang Jingyu's harsh face was almost distorted.
"Enough. Weiwei is no longer your daughter-in-law, and it's none of your business to point fingers at her." The old lady couldn't stand Jiang Jingyu's sharp and domineering manner and scolded her.
"Mom, this woman is so filthy, why are you still trying to get her and Mo'er to remarry? The son I gave birth to is a dim-witted idiot. If all the women in the world were dead, why would he insist on hanging himself on this one tree?"
Jiang Jingyu criticized Shen Jinmo along with her.
Shen Jinmo, who was sitting in the chair, suddenly stood up, his mind in turmoil, which had caused him to lose his rationality.
That dream seems to be coming true.
The scene shows her and Zhou Yan holding a child, a happy family of three.
It turned out to be a premonition.
No.
He was unwilling to accept it.
Why should the woman he, Shen Jinmo, had the right to bear children for another man?
The old lady was afraid he would act impulsively and do something wrong.
She reached out and grabbed his arm: "Mo'er, you can't be impulsive."
Shen Jinmo lowered his eyes, his cold expression chilling to the bone, making people shiver.
"You were the one who told me not to pressure her, not to bother her, but what did I get in return? She's indulging in pleasure with other men, and she's already pregnant. What am I, Shen Jinmo, to you?"
He clenched his fists, his chest heaving violently.
The old lady knew she couldn't stop him; how much longer could she, with her old bones, worry about them?
The sound of an engine filled the courtyard, and the sports car roared away from Cuizhu Garden, disappearing into the night.
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