Qin Li glanced at the child and said, "I can't tell who this child looks like. It's really too ugly. Fortunately, this child is my own, otherwise I wouldn't even want to look at him.

My mother-in-law said it would look better when it grows longer, but it’s been more than half a month and it hasn’t gotten any better, I don’t know…”

"Qin Li, please take another closer look for me." Wang Meilan interrupted Qin Li, and her voice became more serious.

Qin Li felt something was wrong when she heard the voice. She raised her head to look at Wang Meilan's face. She didn't know if it was because she was too excited, but the muscles on her face were twitching involuntarily.

Qin Li quickly took the child and looked at him carefully. Suddenly she felt panicky.

This face... this face does bear some resemblance to that beast.

In the early stages of her pregnancy, she worried about whose child was in her belly.

She ran to find Wang Meilan, who comforted her and gave her some reassurance.

As the months went by, she unknowingly believed from the bottom of her heart that the baby in her belly was Wang Wenbin's.

When the child was born, she was worried when she saw the child for the first time.

But Zhu Hong said that all newborn babies are ugly and they will be fine after being raised. She also said that when Wang Wenbin was born, he was also very skinny, no different from a monkey, but he became more handsome day by day as he was raised.

So she once again chose to believe it. In fact, she was also avoiding it and was afraid to face it. She was afraid that the worry would become a reality, so she chose to numb herself with luck.

In the more than half a month since the child was born, no one except herself has said in front of her that the child does not look like Wang Wenbin, so she slowly put her mind at ease.

Now, when she heard Wang Meilan ask her to take a good look at who the child looked like, her heart suddenly rose.

"Do you think he looks a bit like that beast? That nose, those big eyes, and that big mouth..."

Wang Meilan's voice rang above Qin Li's head, hitting her eardrums like a vicious curse.

She suddenly shouted at Wang Meilan, "Mom, stop talking nonsense. What can a child who is only half a month old see? My mother-in-law didn't say anything. Are you saying this to deliberately upset me?"

Wang Meilan was stunned. She never thought that Qin Li would speak to her like this.

"Lili, I'm your mother, how could I possibly harm you? This child really looks..."

"Mom, if you have nothing else to do, please go back. I'm sleepy and I want to sleep."

After Qin Li finished speaking, she put the child on the bed, pulled the quilt over herself, and lay down facing the wall.

Wang Meilan had to swallow her unfinished words and stood there looking at Qin Li on the bed and sighed.

"I hope I'm just overthinking it and I'm dazzled. Lili has to face it when the time comes. If it really doesn't work, we'd better make plans early. Escaping is not a solution." After saying that, Wang Meilan turned and left.

When she walked into the living room and didn't see Zhu Hong, she called out, "My dear, I'm home."

Zhu Hong was still busy in the bathroom. When she heard Wang Meilan's call, she pretended not to hear it.

Only after she heard the door slam shut did she run out of the bathroom, glance at the door, heaved a sigh of relief at the empty living room, and then turned back to the bathroom.

As soon as Wang Meilan left, Qin Li quickly got up from the ground, hugged the child and looked at him carefully.

For a while, I felt lucky and thought that the child would grow back to normal as he grew older.

I felt pessimistic and hopeless for a while, but the more I looked at him, the more I felt that this child looked like Zhang Laizi.

What should she do? What if this child is really Zhang Laizi?

Now the child is still young and can hide it from everyone, but how will she explain it to the Wang family when she grows up?

The more Qin Li thought about it, the more frightened she became. She reached out and stroked the child's face. The child might have been uncomfortable and suddenly opened his mouth and started crying.

She shook it quickly, but it was no use. The child had not eaten enough just now, and now he wanted to eat more. He cried and looked for the nipple in her arms.

Qin Li had no choice but to lift up her clothes and let 놛 hold it in her mouth.

The baby took a few sips of milk and then had no more. His mouth loosened and he began to cry.

The child was ugly to begin with, and became even uglier after crying. Qin Li looked at the mouth that looked as big as if it wanted to eat something, and then imagined Zhang Laizi's face, and she couldn't muster any maternal love at all.

I'm too lazy to even coax him.

Zhu Hong was listening to the baby crying in the bathroom. She felt something was wrong and rushed over.

"Qin Li, what's wrong with the child? Why is he crying so hard?"

As she spoke, she pushed open the door and saw Qin Li leaning against the head of the bed, just watching the child crying in her arms until he was about to die, without even trying to comfort him.

Zhu Hong was so angry that she rushed forward and hugged the child. Seeing the child crying until his face turned purple, she felt so heartbroken.

"Qin Li, are you sick? Is this child yours? Don't you feel sorry for him at all? How can you be a mother like this..."

Qin Li let Zhu Hong chatter on and on without saying a word.

Zhu Hong kept nagging Qin Li while trying to coax the child, but the child was so hungry that she couldn't coax him no matter how hard she tried, so she died angrily, holding the child in her arms.

When she brought the child back, he fell asleep again.

"I'm going to go over there. You take care of the child for me. If the child cries and you don't comfort him quickly, you won't be able to take care of him anymore."

Zhu Hong lowered her voice as she was afraid of disturbing the children, but she could not hide her anger.

She gently put the child on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and then left quietly.

Qin Li just sat there and watched the baby in the cradle crying in anger.

Maybe it was because the blanket was too thick and a little hot, the child's hands were rummaging around in the blanket, and the rope on the blanket was loose to begin with.

Soon he pulled his two hands out from under the blanket.

There was a thick quilt on top of the blanket, and as 놛 was trying to pull it off, the quilt somehow ended up covering 놛's face.

The child was not angry, but the quilt was too big and thick, and his hands could not hold up the quilt at all.

The child soon lost his temper.

Qin Li looked at this scene with mixed feelings, but did not lift the quilt immediately. She was thinking, if she treated this as an accident, wouldn't she be relieved?

The child no longer had to go hungry, and she no longer had to live in fear or listen to his endless crying.

Thinking of this, Qin Li made up her mind, turned around decisively, and lay down with her back to the child.

The child struggled under the quilt, grunting at first, but later he couldn't even cry due to lack of oxygen.

Seeing that the struggle was getting stronger and stronger, Qin Li bit her lips hard, silently waiting for that moment to come in her heart.