"Tigers won't eat their own young."
Eventually, Zhao Yingjun still got up and poured a bowl of dog food for the Pomeranian VV.
VV immediately gobbled up the food.
"Sorry."
Zhao Yingjun pat its head and whispered,
"I didn't mean to forget you. It's just... this is too abnormal."
She rubbed her forehead.
She took a deep breath.
Then she stood up again, sat down on the sofa, leaned back against the soft backrest, and began to reconsider the possibility of this "supernatural event."
From a scientific perspective,
such things simply couldn't happen.
If she were a man, she might have doubted herself, but as a woman, there was no need to be overly concerned about whether she had given birth.
That Yan Qiaoqiao could never be her child.
"Ah..."
She really did start feeling a headache coming on.
She had thought she caught on to her parents' illegitimate child, secretly having given birth to a sister behind her back.
But what resulted?
She found herself with a daughter!