"Aunt Meng." Zheng Xiuxiang lowered her head, feeling a bit wronged. Although she wasn't educated, she wasn't a fool. She realized that Kong Demin would never marry her; he had always been brushing her off.
"Alright, stop overthinking it. All you need to do is give birth to the child, and you'll have good days ahead."
Zheng Xiuxiang was quite moved. She used to suspect that Meng Xiu Fen was only superficially nice to her, but she was trying to help her get pregnant, trying to get Kong Demin to treat her well.
This kind of kindness should never be forgotten. She must be good to her and her foolish son.
Meng Xiu Fen went out, planning to find a girl who wasn't pretty, otherwise, she would end up being snatched by Kong Demin. She should find someone plain-looking.
Last month, she looked for a street cleaner. Today, she brought her daughter over to check her out.
