Shen Anan wiped away her tears: "I know I was wrong, it's too late to say this now. Mom, I am your only daughter. If you don't help me, no one can help me."
Lin Chunmei sighed softly. She was right. They only had Shen Anan as their daughter, and she would be the only one to see them off when they got old.
"Okay then, I'll find some good doctors. If that doesn't work, you'll just have to accept that Sheng Hao has someone else's child."
A sharp light flashed across Shen Anan's eyes: "I thought that Sheng Hao didn't like Jiang Zhining. If I couldn't give birth, I would find an opportunity and design for Jiang Zhining to be ruined by Sheng Hao."
Lin Chunmei widened her eyes in disbelief.
Not noticing her expression, Shen Anan proudly talked about his plan: "There are so many opportunities, I can wait. When she gets pregnant, I will force her to give birth to the child, otherwise I will report her."
She had a beautiful idea: when Jiang Zhining gave birth to Sheng Hao's child, she would be able to take the child away and raise it herself. As for Song Yuzhou, Jiang Zhining had to make her own decision.
At that time, if she was unhappy with Jiang Zhining, she would abuse the child, and she would feel good just thinking about it.
Lin Chunmei looked at the strange woman in front of her. She didn’t expect Shen Anan’s heart to be so vicious.
At this moment, she suddenly felt a little regretful and drove Jiang Zhining away.
The next day, Jiang Zhining also came to the hot pot restaurant to check the progress of the project.
Before she knew it, early autumn had arrived and she had to ensure that the hot pot restaurant could open smoothly.
The hot pot restaurant has almost been decorated and furnished, and the pots, pans, and utensils are ready, leaving only the final cleanup work.
"Boss Jiang, the lanterns you asked for have been delivered. I have something to do and have to go home. I will install them later." The worker said with a smile.
Jiang Zhining said friendlyly: "It's okay, I can do it myself."
"Thank you for your hard work, Boss Jiang." The worker said and left quickly.
Jiang Zhining picked up the small lantern, which she used to decorate the house to make the hot pot restaurant more retro.
She remembered the design, so she picked up a stool, walked to the side, stepped on the stool, and began to assemble the small lanterns.
Because there were quite a few lanterns and they were distributed in different locations, Jiang Zhining kept repeating the action of hanging lanterns, and her hands felt a little sore.
"I should have asked the men in my family to help."
For the first time, Jiang Zhining felt short because the hook was a bit high this time and she had to raise her feet hard to touch the hook.
Finally, she touched it. Jiang Zhining's hands felt a little sore, and she subconsciously took a step back. As a result, the heel of her shoe missed the ground and her body fell backwards.
"Ah!" Jiang Zhining screamed, and suddenly a pair of hands appeared and caught her in time.
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