Perhaps it was this sentence that gave her strength. Xiaofeng's expression no longer held panic, and she repeated firmly, "I am healthy and can give Jiang a child. Aunty, Jiang is the eldest son of the Zhao Family; you surely want him to have offspring, right? Sister Xiu'er can't give birth, but I am willing to. Besides, Sister Xiu'er and I are cousins, we are very close. The child I bear will definitely also be kind to Sister Xiu'er."
What eldest son would willingly let his line die out?
Her aunt said she's doing a good deed, and the Zhao Family should thank her, not blame her.
"In any case, since Jiang tarnished my reputation, he must take responsibility for me." Xiaofeng said, sticking out her neck, "If you don't agree, I'll go out right now to find someone who will make things right for me."
