Niu Lihua was confident, watching Zhang Ying's face turn paler by the moment.
Zhang Ying held her daughter close, feeling as if a hammer was repeatedly striking inside her chest.
The life she had led since marrying into the Yue Family had been a lot happier than she had expected, with the only imperfection, perhaps, being her own inability to conceive.
She had never done a single bad thing, so why was heaven punishing her like this?
If... if she did as Niu Lihua suggested, allowing Zhang Jinhe's child to be adopted by Jiandong.
Then Jiandong would truly have an heir.
"Mother..." Zhang Ying bit her lower lip and looked at Lin Chunju.
But for the first time, the latter surprisingly ignored her, instead exchanging a glance with her eldest son.
Both of them immediately understood Niu Lihua's scheme and coldly sneered.