"Qin Xiangmei is pregnant?"
"Quite astute," Jian Zhiqing pinched her face, "Indeed she is. Your sister is really lucky, managing to cling to the big tree of the Song Family."
Qin Xiangnuan curled her lips disdainfully.
Yes, that woman has always been fortunate, even more so in her past life. This life may not be as good as the last, but it is still much better than many others'. Plus, she hasn't mentioned that in this era of one-child policy, Qin Xiangmei gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Just because of this, even if Mrs. Song does not like this daughter-in-law, for the sake of the two children, she will still treat Qin Xiangmei with courtesy.
She squinted her eyes; good fortune is good fortune, unchangeable. However, just as before, she didn't believe that Song Wang's feelings towards Qin Xiangmei remained as blindly committed as before. Once a person's heart is hurt, scars remain, and even if the wounds heal over time, that pain is still as tearing as ever.
