Wang Yaping didn't mind her calling her "mom," and opened the door, assisting her with her big belly, carefully taking one step at a time into the room: "You need to be even more careful now. She has already given birth."
"Has she?" Wang Jingyi raised her eyebrows, as if she had expected this.
"She managed to hold on for over seven months, but couldn't anymore, and gave birth to a girl."
A girl! A sharp glint flashed in Wang Jingyi's eyes like a knife, while she pretended to be humble, lowering her gaze.
"So, I told your father-in-law, now it's all up to the potential of your belly." Wang Yaping's palm rested possessively on her belly.
