Yang Dazhuang squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands.
Grandma Yang raised her head like a duck.
Zhou Wenwen stared at them in surprise.
Why did things turn out this way?
"You shameless woman," Old Mrs. Yang cursed.
Zhou Wenwen retorted, "I love Brother Huaiyuan, I'm not..."
How could love be wrong?
Yang Dazhuang remained expressionless. Even though he was an idiot, he still felt insulted that his beloved woman, his wife who was already married and had children, admitted to loving another man in front of him.
He knew Zhou Wenwen didn't like him, but he always thought that it was enough that he liked Zhou Wenwen.
But he wanted to kill himself and also wanted to return the child to the Yang family.
Yang Dazhuang had mixed feelings.
This complex emotion reached its peak when Zhou Wenwen knelt down before Old Lady Yang, repenting for giving birth to the sick child.
He was certain.
Zhou Wenwen is even more foolish than him.
How could Yang Huaiyuan possibly like her?
If you like her, why didn't you marry her and instead got her pregnant?
What a silly woman.
He Xiaoman remained expressionless.
Grandma Yang glared at Zhou Wenwen, wishing she could tear her to pieces.
She destroyed the Yang family's only bloodline.
Damn it!
Zhou Wenwen closed her eyes, overwhelmed with sorrow. Why had she ended up like this? She had made a plan: she would wait with her child for Huaiyuan to come, so that the three of them could be reunited.
But why?
It will turn out like this.
She couldn't understand how things could be going so well for the better, so where did things start to turn sour?
He Xiaoman's health is getting better and better.
The apricot blossoms weren't crazy.
Yang Dazhuang is still alive.
She suffered a severe hemorrhage and almost lost her life; Qiao Wanyue stayed by her side the whole time.
Qiao Wanyue?
The only variable.
Qiao Wanyue suddenly returned and took her to the hospital. Then she was sent to the hospital. Old Mrs. Yang said that the child was sick, but according to her plan, the one who was replaced was the sick child. The sick child should be the child in the family.
But now the children in the family are alive and well.
That sick child?
Her child is not dead!
The one who died was the child they were originally going to give to Yang Dazhuang's family!
Zhou Wenwen suddenly opened her eyes.
She wanted to tell Grandma Yang that her child was not dead.
All of this was a scheme by He Xiaoman and Qiao Wanyue.
But when she met He Xiaoman's dark eyes, all her words were stuck in her throat.
What are you saying?
They said the child was not dead.
The child Xinghua is holding is Yang Huaiyuan's child.
Looking out the window at the sea of heads, she knew that if she told anyone, she wouldn't be met with Old Lady Yang's fists, but rather with police chains for having an affair before marriage and giving birth to a child behind her husband's back.
She even wanted to kill her husband's entire family.
She won't live long.
She couldn't wait for Huaiyuan anymore.
She smiled sadly.
Why is this happening?
She suddenly closed her eyes, felt a rush of hot blood to her chest, and coughed up large amounts of blood.
Yang Dazhuang was terrified.
He didn't care about anything else, "Wenwen, Wenwen."
Zhou Wenwen's face turned deathly pale instantly. She collapsed onto Yang Dazhuang, squinting her eyes, "I want to touch the child."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
