Nanny Qiu could no longer bear the sight of her mistress adamantly enduring, so she whispered to Lin Jiaojiao: "Please understand, Miss Luo, our mistress is indeed with child, but it is not yet certain."
"Such good news?" Lin Jiaojiao was initially pleased, but then worried whether Aunt Liu, at her age, would face difficulties in childbirth.
There wasn't much joy on Mrs. Liu's face, instead, she sighed helplessly: "If it's a girl, it wouldn't be much of a joy for your Uncle Hua."
This comment instantly cast a gloomy veil over the room. Pregnancy is not an occasion for concern; Lin Jiaojiao quickly consoled: "Aunt Liu, rest easy. For the Chen family, this is wonderful news, and grandmother will definitely be delighted when she finds out."
Old Madam Chen never valued sons over daughters; what mattered to her was virtue and capability. That's why she handed the household keys to the second son's household.
