The Scheming Mother and Her Adorable Little Treasure

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When people transmigrate, they're usually on their own.

But after she transmigrated, she didn't find a handsome man gazing at her with tender affection. Instead, she found herself with a child.

Everyone asks who the child's father is.

All she can do is look up at the sky and wail helplessly: I really don't know...

Huh? This crown prince says the child is his? How could that be? He hasn't even grown all his hair yet. How could the child be his? Her child is already six!

Another prince comes along, claiming the child is his. Even less likely! This prince is far too handsome. How could he have gotten involved with a little weed like her?

Wait... Here comes another one, her refined and elegant cousin, who says he'll take care of her and her child.

The young woman looks the supposedly poor cousin up and down, then curls her lip in disdain. Kid, if you're broke, don't go around claiming random kids.

A woman asks the child, "Who's your father?"

The child answers boldly, "Mother, what do we need fathers for? You can find a whole bunch of them on the street."