Fang Xue's action of supporting her waist was extremely irritating to Yang Fengxia. Her nose stung, and tears welled up in her eyes: "My poor daughter, you know nothing."
"Mom, don't cry. Seeing you like this makes me very worried." Fang Xue walked up to Yang Fengxia, put her arm around her shoulder, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Yang Fengxia sniffed, overwhelmed with grief, and said sadly, "Girl, you've been deceived. The old woman gave you some bad medicine, that master is a fraud, you're not pregnant at all."
"Wh-what?" Fang Xue was stunned by Yang Fengxia's words. Her mind went blank, and she stammered, "No, impossible, I...I haven't had my period for four months. Although, although it's never been regular before, but, but it's never been this long since I last had it. Also, I, I'm having morning sickness, just like when I was pregnant with Panpan..."
Yang Fengxia was even more upset when she heard this, and cried, "My poor daughter, that medicine, that medicine is the kind that prevents menstruation. It hurts your body and your stomach, and it makes you vomit."
"I..." Fang Xue's mind was in turmoil.
Yang Fengxia hugged her: "My daughter, it's all your old hag's fault. She insisted on having a grandson, she was obsessed. Any con artist could easily fool her, but she got away scot-free while you suffered all this..."
"I don't believe it," Fang Xue suddenly interrupted Yang Fengxia.
She touched her flat stomach, and after the initial panic, her face was unusually calm: "I'm the one who's pregnant, not someone else. I know he's inside me, there's no mistake."
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