Watching Wang Guihua's silhouette, she seemed quite dejected.
Sun Chan sighed, feeling helpless. Having a daughter could hit someone so hard? Aren't you a woman yourself?
It's likely that Wang Guihua won't take care of the postpartum matters. Even if she did, Yang Hongying might not be willing; listening to those sarcastic remarks every day would suffocate her.
Before long, the nurse came out: "The family of Yang Hongying? Help with moving to the ward, please."
Sun Chan quickly agreed. Yang Hongying groggily watched Sun Chan approach, helping her onto another bed. She weakly asked, "Where's Gu Juntao?"
"He went to buy something. You've worked hard," Sun Chan smiled, "Congratulations on becoming a mother."
Yang Hongying gave a bitter smile, "It's a daughter. I guess mother-in-law won't be happy."
