Xu Ting glanced at the nursemaid and told her to leave.
The nursemaid quickly left.
Xu Ting looked at Xu Ke, "Miss Xu, I know you've just experienced the pain of losing a child, but now is not the time to act emotionally. The child is still here, though he is not your biological offspring, he is your assurance in the latter half of your life. Since he is now destined to be your child, it means you are destined to be his mother. Perhaps you can deceive yourself a little, and he can become truly yours."
Xu Ke looked at this noisy, ugly child.
She couldn't muster any maternal love inside.
"Who knows whose beggar's child this is," she said with disgust.
Xu Ting replied, "Anyway, that child was doomed to die. When he was in your womb, you knew he wouldn't survive, so just think of him as never having existed. This child, although we don't know who the biological parents are, is your guarantee of wealth and prosperity. Thinking this way, maybe you can tolerate him a bit."
