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"A child?" Tang Sisi said.
"A child!" Zhang Xiangcao exclaimed.
Tang Sisi was stunned, and Zhang Chongcao felt a buzzing in her head before she collapsed softly to the ground…
Tang Zhijun was sitting between two hospital beds, one belonging to his wife and the other to his daughter; now both his wife and daughter were sick, and he was at his wit's end.
Zhang Xiangcao had fainted from anger, and when she regained consciousness, she saw her husband sitting off to the side with a pained expression on his face, and on the other bed lay her good-for-nothing daughter.
She finally understood why Tang Yuxin had spoken with such a tone; forget about Tang Yuxin, even now she wanted to strangle this disgraceful daughter of hers.
Why had she fought so hard to give birth to her? Why was she so shameless, disgracing both herself and the Tang Family?
"Zhijun, I'm sorry."
