Jiang Nanshu still had a few pebbles in her hand, tossing them up and down: “I’ve made myself clear. If you want to fight me, I’m ready anytime. I’m just pregnant, not disabled.”
Yu Zhuyin was a little intimidated by her invitation to fight.
How could she possibly touch Jiang Nanshu?
Yu Zhuyin sneered: “You want to frame me? Dream on! I’ll definitely snatch Lu Qingyan away. You’ll divorce him, and I won’t be a mistress anymore.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
Well, another one who’s seriously crazy.
The man in black appeared as Yu Zhuyin left.
He crouched down, and Yu Zhuyin climbed onto his back, letting him carry her.
Ji’s mother sighed, lamenting the decline of morality in the world.
This was probably the first time she’d ever seen someone so eager to become a mistress.
This little incident had no impact on Jiang Nanshu.
She went shopping at the supermarket with Ji’s mother.
She would instinctively stop and pick out when she saw baby products.
Her eyes were filled with tenderness. She felt that her own changes were quite miraculous, and she was also beginning to look forward to the birth of her baby.
In her twenty-odd years of life, she had experienced very few moments of love.
So she wanted to transfer that regret to her child.
The child will definitely grow up happily, without a broken family, with loving parents, and without any mental illness.
Jiang Nanshu picked up a small blue outfit and then hesitated whether to pick up a pink one as well. The ultrasound showed only one baby in her belly, and neither she nor Lu Qingyan knew whether it was a boy or a girl, nor did they plan to find out the gender. They would love the baby no matter if it was a boy or a girl.
Ji’s mother also picked out shoes, smiling as she looked at Jiang Nanshu: “Look how cute these little shoes are! They can be worn by both boys and girls. The front clothes can be blue or pink, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, they can only be worn for a month before needing to be replaced with larger ones. It’s not too late to replace them after we determine the gender.”
Jiang Nanshu thought that it made sense, so without hesitation, she picked up the pink one. She thought the color was quite pretty; it would look adorable on a little girl.
She bought many small outfits, plus some knitted by Ji’s mother and baby supplies Xu Xi had bought for her. She felt that even if the baby wore three different outfits a day for a month, the baby wouldn’t be able to finish them all…
She suppressed her shopping urge and urged Ji’s mother to hurry up and go buy groceries.
“I can’t look anymore. I’m about to lose control and want to buy it again.”
Ji’s mother couldn’t help but laugh beside her: “That’s normal. When you were little, I couldn’t resist buying you all sorts of things. That’s how mothers are.”
Jiang Nanshu learned a lot about her childhood from Ji’s mother.
Perhaps because her memories were originally sealed, Jiang Nanshu only remembered the hardships she endured in her original world.
Even after her memories returned and she realized that the Jiang Nanshu in this world was also herself, she didn’t feel a deep sense of resonance. Instead, she felt like she was watching someone else’s story.
But she listened with great interest, and sometimes she could even dredge up some details that Ji’s mother had forgotten from her memory.
The mother and daughter chatted all the way to their doorstep.
Before Jiang Nanshu could even take out her keys to open the door, it opened.
Lu Qingyan was slightly out of breath, only relaxing when he saw Jiang Nanshu return safely. He had a stern face.
“Why didn’t you answer the phone?”
The phone?
Jiang Nanshu then took out her phone and found that Lu Qingyan had called her more than forty times, but unfortunately, she had accidentally muted her phone.
So she held the phone up to Lu Qingyan and waved it: “It’s muted. I didn’t mean to.”
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