"Bai Jie, Du Juan isn't dead. She even gave birth to a daughter. It's up to you whether you want to acknowledge her or not," Chen Yao said detachedly. Her eyes searched around and found Chang Hui and her daughter were moving to the back of the crowd to hide. They had on indifferent expressions, but their gazes were sharp.
Du Juan took her child from the maid and stood beside Chen Yao, not lifting her head up to look at anyone, including Gu Fei. Bai Jie stared at the child in Du Juan's arms in shock and muttered, "It's a girl?"
Chen Yao nodded. "That's right. It's a girl. If you want a grandson, they can work hard to get pregnant again. They're still young, after all. Of course, that is on the premise that Gu Fei is willing to marry Du Juan, and she, in turn, also willing to marry him—even after narrowly escaping death because of him."
Bai Jie gritted her teeth and replied, "He's willing! Gu Fei is willing to marry her!"
