Zhuo Qianyun remained silent for a moment.

"If you have any trouble, you might as well just say it. If I can help, I will definitely help." Ling still said.

Zhuo Qianyun unconsciously touched her abdomen with her hands.

"Sister Zhuo...are you pregnant?" Ling Yiran hesitated for a moment, then opened the skylight and spoke openly.

Zhuo Qianyun's body trembled, then turned calm, "Yeah."

Maybe it would be good if things really come out, at least, she can talk to Yi Yiran about some of her inner thoughts.

In the past few days, this secret had been so painful in her heart that she couldn't tell her mother, let alone Xiaoyan.

In front of her closest family members, she could only pretend as if nothing had happened.

"Then what do you think?" Ling Yiran asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Zhuo Qianyun confessed, "This child is Ye Wenming's child, but I don't want to have any more entanglements with him. If this child is really born, I am afraid of the entanglement with him, so I just

It will get deeper and deeper.”

Ling Yiran pursed his lips and said, "Sister Zhuo, if you really want to have a baby, then let me help you with Ye Wenming's side. He shouldn't try to force you at all."

Zhuo Qianyun looked at Ling Yiran gratefully, "Yiran, thank you."

"Thank you. We have known each other for so many years. I only have two best friends, one is you and the other is Lianyi!" Ling Yiran said.

"But Sister Zhuo, are you really unwilling to give Ye Wenming a chance?" Ling Yiran asked again.

Zhuo Qianyun smiled bitterly, "You know the best about what happened between me and him. If it were you, would you be able to do it?"

Ling was still speechless, because she herself didn't know if she could really go on with Ajin if Ajin did those things to her.

On the weekend, Zhuo Qianyun was looking at the store when she saw her mother coming back cursing.

"Mom, what's wrong? What happened?" Zhuo Qianyun asked hurriedly.

"It's nothing, I just had a few quarrels with Aunt Zhang in front of me." Zhuo's mother said angrily.

Zhuo Qianyun had a big head, "What did you and Aunt Zhang argue about?"

"She's not the widow in the Liu family. She said that her husband was pregnant not even two years after his death. I don't know which man it is. She said something about being unruly and unruly. I just said it, and now there are still

What kind of womanizing is this, making it seem like pregnancy is a woman's fault. Widow Liu's husband is already dead, so what if she finds another one and gets pregnant? Why is she gossiping so much about other people's affairs?"

"Then you started to quarrel with her?" Zhuo Qianyun asked.

"Later she said that you also gave birth to a child out of wedlock, I..." After Zhuo's mother said this, her voice paused, a flash of embarrassment flashed on her face, and then she laughed and said, "Okay, don't say it, don't

As I said, I'm going to cook."

Zhuo's mother said and entered the kitchen.

Zhuo Qianyun lowered her head, feeling her mouth full of bitterness.

Anywhere, there will be people who like to gossip. My mother had argued with others because of her before.

And if she really gives birth to the child in her belly, I'm afraid there will be more gossip!

And mother and Xiaoyan will also live in these gossips!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Qianyun bit her lip in her heart, as if she had made some kind of determination.

She gently touched her abdomen with her hand and said in a very soft voice, "I'm sorry..."

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Chapter completed!