Yuanyuan lay beside his mother obediently without making any noise, meanwhile pulling his mom's clothes hard with one small hand. He Xiyan comforted him in a low voice, gently patting the child small hand.
It was not until Yuanyuan fell asleep beside her that she was somewhat relieved.
Now her only wish was that her two children would grow up healthily and happily, with no other wishes.
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At this time, in a high-end residential area, two women were quite anxious, pacing around the house.
Han Xue kept sighing, her delicate face twisted by anxiety and jealousy. On the other side, her mother Han Qing was smoking a cigar. She was wearing a gloomy face, looking kind of depressed.
"Mom, didn't you say there was a way to make her unable to safely give birth? Now, well, their daughter has been born." Han Xue sat next to his mother, grabbed the cigar from her mom and ground it into the ashtray.
