After two days, Luo Yan found that Old Madam Jiang’s smile had increased significantly, and she thought it might be because she knew about her and Jiang Yixiu’s upcoming marriage, so she was happy.
But soon, this assumption was shattered on its own.
During this ti, their interactions had beco rare. Previously, Old Madam Jiang would include her in everything, from small things like strolling in the garden to big events like eting friends—
But now, she went out alone, and each ti she brought a thermos box filled with soups and ho-cooked dishes.
Initially, she thought Old Master Jiang had woken up, but upon inquiry, it turned out to be untrue. Although Old Master Jiang’s condition had improved, he was still unconscious.
This was a bit puzzling. Who exactly was the old madam visiting?
The next day, Luo Yan saw Old Madam Jiang heading out with two food boxes again, her face beaming as if she was going to a grand banquet.
She quietly followed behind, seeing the car park in a dilapidated neighborhood, and Luo Yan couldn’t quite comprehend—
Could it be that old madam’s friends would live in such a place?
Seeing her enter the basent of one of the buildings, Luo Yan hurriedly got out of the car to follow but dared not get too close for fear of being discovered.
It wasn’t until the door she knocked on was opened and she saw who answered that she realized what was going on!
It turns out Old Madam Jiang was secretly visiting Mu Qingxin?
But why?
Their relationship had long been irreconcilable; Old Madam had said many tis in front of her that she would never forgive Mu Qingxin—
But what was she doing now?
Knowing Mu Qingxin had fallen into hard tis, living in a place like a doghouse, she brought good food to see her?
This seed a bit inconsistent—
If she rely pitied her poor living conditions, she could have helped her find a better place to live.
But why only bring food?
Why?
Luo Yan was greatly puzzled until she saw soone rush out from inside; she imdiately retreated to the corner, hiding her whole body.
At this mont, she saw Mu Qingxin vomiting continuously and severely, with Old Madam Jiang standing behind her, patting her back, saying, "Pregnancy is just like this, it will get better after three months. For now, bear with it, the child in your belly can’t go without nutrition."
Mu Qingxin was pregnant...
Whose child is it?
Could it be...
Luo Yan felt a sudden twitch in her heart. She stood unable to move, with only one thought in her mind: Mu Qingxin was pregnant.
From seeing Old Madam Jiang’s attitude toward her, nine tis out of ten, it’s Jiang Yixiu’s child—
No, it can’t be.
How can she bear Jiang Yixiu’s child?
If by then Old Madam brings that child back to the Jiang Family to raise, could Jiang Yixiu ever forget Mu Qingxin?
Absolutely not, he will never forget.
Mu Qingxin vomited so badly it seed excruciating, her face turned a bit dull, and she looked disoriented, "...Old madam, you don’t need to bring food anymore, I can cook for myself. Don’t worry, I will surely not let the child suffer."
"Nonsense!" Old Madam Jiang didn’t believe her, "I’ve seen through you. You’re an heiress who has never touched any chores. Forget cooking for yourself; you can barely manage to clean your room. Just look at the ss in there—is that a place for humans to live?"
"Even a doghouse is cleaner—"
Mu Qingxin didn’t get angry at being scorned by Old Madam; instead, she felt a trace of motherly love. She thought, if her mother hadn’t died so early, she might also scold her like this—
"Have you finished vomiting? If so, go back inside quickly. It’s too cold outside, be careful not to catch a cold."
Luo Yan saw the two returning, wanted to move aside, but her feet felt as heavy as lead, unable to move at all.
She felt an intense, intense hatred.
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