"Sit up straight, stand up tall. Once the baby is born, they'll naturally shut up!" Pei Qin looked at her and said.
Seeing that she wasn't worried at all—that even if she didn't give birth prematurely and carried the baby to term, which according to the time since her wedding wouldn't match up, was she planning to claim it was a premature birth!? Sun Xiujin hesitated before asking her, "You… You aren't worried at all? What if you give birth in the seventh month…"
"Worried? Please." Mo Heng was such a marvel, giving birth after twelve months and it's part of her family history. What's there for me to worry about!
Sun Xiujin sneered inwardly, Not worried? Even with a well-crafted excuse, you can't escape the stigma of premarital indiscretions. And what about Pei Yuan's marriage arrangements? Aren't you afraid those will fall through?
"The person who should be most worried right now is the one spreading this news, trying to ruin my reputation," Pei Qin chuckled.