Jiang Yi didn't catch a wink of sleep all night.
She thought a lot, and although she wasn't ready to be a mother, the child was Wen Suihan's, so she was going to have it.
But, how should she break the news to Grandfather?
It was a tricky issue.
In fact, Jiang Yi also knew that Grandfather didn't approve of her being with Wen Suihan.
Even if he didn't say anything at the moment, Jiang Yi could still sense it.
Jiang Yi couldn't clearly say whether her mother's death was related to the Wen Family or not.
This question had never been seriously brought up with her from the beginning to the end, not even Grandfather would talk about it.
It seemed like everyone was deliberately concealing something.
She felt an indescribable fear about her mother's departure.
She still remembered the year her mother passed away; she was barely 10 years old, sitting in Grandpa Bai's yard, helping him to provide soil for a sapling.
The telephone ring echoed throughout the house.
