“Jingchen, if Yiyi is pregnant and insists on giving birth to this child, what should you do?”
Mu Jingchen put the cold car on the corner of his lower lip: “Didn’t I just say that you can only give birth to a baby for me?”
The phone suddenly vibrated “buzzing”. Mu Jingchen answered the phone and it was from the hospital: “Mu Young Master, the results of the paternity test have come out.”
More than 20 minutes later, Mu Jingchen rushed to the hospital to get the results of the paternity test.
When she returned to the car and was about to open it, Xiao Ya held his hand: “Jingchen, guess what the result is”
“No matter what it is, it will not change our relationship.” Mu Jingchen opened the kraft paper bag and took out the paternity test inside.
Su Xiangqin was knocking on Xia Yiyi’s door, and it had been knocking for half an hour. “Yiyi, open the door and chat with your mother. Mom will not harm you. Just listen to your mother’s advice and you can’t take the child in your belly.”
Xia Yiyi ignored it by letting Su Xiangqin break her mouth.
“Yiyi, open the door, everything your mother does is for your own good. You are now angry with your mother. When you grow up and mature, you will regret it.”
“Yiyi, your mother will not let you give birth to the child in your stomach, not for yourself, but for you, you don’t want you to be criticized by others in the future with a child born to your own brother, and even the child will be rolled from an eye since childhood.”
“Is that true?” Mu Jingchen’s voice came slowly.
Su Xiangqin turned her head and looked at Mu Jingchen who suddenly came back, with Xiao Ya being next to him.
“Hello Auntie.” Xiao Ya smiled and looked quite proud.