As Wang Kaiqiang's grandmother was helped by a maid into the inner room, a woman who appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old lay on the bed. The woman was so incredibly beautiful that it was almost beyond belief, and this beauty left Wang Kaiqiang's grandmother frozen in place.
The woman before her simply did not belong in the Mortal World; she must be a celestial maiden from the heavens, otherwise, why would she be so breathtakingly beautiful? Wang Kaiqiang's grandmother had seen many people in her time, but she had never encountered such beauty.
"Madam Wang, what's the matter with you? My lady is about to give birth." The maid, who was dressed as a maid, shook Wang Kaiqiang's grandmother's arm gently, urging her.
