Yan Ming quickly held her mistress's hand and comforted her softly. "Miss, it's okay. It's okay. Don't worry."
"How can it be okay? They even have children. They are almost five years old." Faang Shiqing murmured.
"What should we do now? If we really can't do it, we should give up, miss."
Faang Shiqing shook her head violently and her eyes filled with tears, "No! I will not give up."
"We can't do anything even if we don't give up. You see how good Eldest Young Master is to the child, he..."
Faang Shiqing cut her off," He doesn't even know that the child is his. "
"Don't know? That's impossible. Don't know why he treats the child so well?"
"I don't know. With his personality, if he knew that the child was his, would he ask the child to be someone else's father?"