As soon as Pei Nianchen's words fell, Qin Xueyao timely burst into tears, "Nianchen, the child is about to be born. Do you really want him to grow up without a father?"
Crying, she grabbed Pei Nianchen's hand and placed it on her swelling belly, "I've checked, it's a boy. Feel him, he's moving."
Pei Nianchen immediately thought of the dirty deeds between her and Thompson, feeling so disgusted that he nearly vomited, abruptly shaking her hand away, "Get lost!"
Qin Xueyao cried even harder, like the most aggrieved woman in the world.
She then turned to Zuo Qianhua, "Auntie, what should I and my child do?"
In fact, Zuo Qianhua knew very well it was her son's obsession that was too deep, but she hated Gu Jiayin to death because she loathed her mother, Gu Qiyun.
So, in her mind, the mere existence of Gu Jiayin was a sin.
She coldly moved her gaze from Gu Jiayin's face to Pei Nianchen, questioning in a chilly tone,
