She stared at Jee Xiu and screamed, "Jee Xiu, are you trying to kill me? What have I told you? You were born noble, you have to marry a woman of noble birth, why are you visiting the bridal shop with Shi Qianling? Tell me!"
Jee Xiu's face turned pale, his lips quivering, "Mom... I'm sorry... Qianqian, she, she's pregnant..."
"Auntie, I'm sorry..." Shi Qianling, supporting Jee Xiu, looked at her tearfully and pleaded, "We didn't want this either, but the doctor said that if I abort the child, I won't be able to have children in the future. Brother Xiu and I had no choice but..."
"Shut up!" Ho Yiman raised her hand and gave her a heavy slap, her features distorted by anger: "Shi Qianling, don't think I don't know what you're up to! Your family's broken, you're homeless and have nowhere to go, you know my son has a soft heart, you clung to him like a leech, planning to make him your meal ticket and have him support you!"
