"Yes."
"And it's... Ye Wenming's... baby?" Her voice went out of tune at the end of her sentence.
"Yes," Zhuo Qianyun answered again.
Mrs. Zhuo was silent. The mother and daughter looked at each other.
A long time had passed when Mrs. Zhuo finally said, "What on earth is going on? Don’t you no longer love Ye Wenming? How did you get pregnant with his baby?"
Zhuo Qianyun smiled ruefully. "It was an accident. He came to me drunk, and I took him to a hotel room."
Mrs. Zhuo could figure out the rest without Zhuo Qianyun telling her.
"Then... does Ye Wenming know about this baby?" asked Mrs. Zhuo.
"He knows," said Zhuo Qianyun. She then told her mother what had happened today with Ye Wenming.
Mrs. Zhuo blamed herself as she listened.
As a mother, she did not even know her daughter was pregnant when she had thrown up so many times.
Thinking of the struggles her daughter had gone through these days for the baby she was carrying, Mrs. Zhuo pitied her daughter even more.
"Since you've decided to have this baby, then... let's raise the baby together. The store is doing well anyway. I can do some handiwork in my spare time. My old body can still take another ten years," said Mrs. Zhuo.
Having another child would add to their financial burden. The best she could do now was to make her daughter's burden as light as possible.
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