At my birthday party, Fu Zhao suddenly brought in a little girl and said she was a naive intern.
She knocked over my cake and put on my necklace.
But Fu Zhao only said, "She is still young."
Until later, she ignorantly climbed onto Fu Zhao's bed, and then ignorantly knelt in front of me with her big belly: "Madam, Mr. Fu said that I will bear the children that my sister can't bear..."
I finally gave Fu Zhao two choices with a cold face: "Either get rid of the child, or divorce."
Fu Zhao explained with a guilty look on his face: "The old man said that only the one who gives birth to an heir can be Mrs. Fu."
"But your uterus is damaged, Xiaoqi's child will be adopted to you... Wanwan, I just love you so much!"
Later, Fu Zhao was happy to have a son. When the two of them took her back to the Fu family, he was still trying to persuade me: "You should be more sensible. The old man is just meeting them and it will not affect your status."
I nodded sensibly and didn't cry or make trouble.
As soon as he leaves, call his home phone number.
"I promised you, who can I be a mother to without pain?"