After Learning My Identity, My Sister-In-Law Knelt Down and Begged for Mercy.

When I was ten years old, I was trafficked to the mountains. My mother offered a reward of 10 million to find me, but to no avail. Ten years later, my dad's only son died unexpectedly. Three days later, my father took me home with a heavy belly. He said that the male fetus in my belly is the only blood of the family and cannot be lost.