Xia Wan'an's hand, raised halfway, froze abruptly.
She stared at the door in front of her, her face calm, lips slightly upturned, yet her eyes lost their usual brightness in an instant.
"Yes, Xie Lin said she yearned for a child so much, her immense psychological stress led to physiological symptoms identical to that of pregnancy... Grandma, you know her condition too, so, don't blame her, An'an… she, she didn't mean it."
"How could I blame An'an? Jingnian, I just want you two to have a child, but I'm not muddled. I know what's what. No matter what happens with An'an in the future, even if she can't bear a child her whole life, she will always be the daughter-in-law of the Han family, my granddaughter-in-law, and this will never change."
The sunroom fell quiet for a moment, then the elderly Madam Han sighed softly and continued, "Jingnian, have you told An'an yet?"
"Not yet...I'm planning to tell her later."