Jiayi's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she fixed her gaze on Huo Tianpei, waiting for the unfinished words of the elder.
"First, you continue your relationship with Zhenyang, remain his fiancée, and then get married. I will convince Zhenru to send Qingran abroad to have the baby, and after the child is born, we will bring the child back to the country and raise it as your own. This way, it's a win-win situation; you and Zhenyang can still be together, and I can keep my grandson."
Jiayi's lips twitched silently, almost with a silent laugh.
Indeed, everyone in the Huo Family is a businessman, always calculating.
Asking her to raise Mu Qingran's child? She wasn't degraded to that extent.
Always be reminded, by the child at her side, of her husband's premarital bed-sharing and one-night infidelity?
She admitted her heart wasn't that big.
Both love and marriage are things that cannot tolerate flaws, and such a big flaw is something she could never accept.
