Hong Jing was well aware of this. Many times, she even envied Jiajia's personality: natural, unpretentious, and acting on her desires. Friends who were sincerely treated by her were very lucky because she didn't consider personal gain when helping them, only protecting them to the best of her ability.
She wished she had a friend like that.
"Honey, don't worry. Our son will definitely carry your surname. Aside from 'Iron', he won't have any other last name."
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Six months into her pregnancy, one afternoon, Mu Jiawen woke up from a nap and felt something was off as soon as she got out of bed. Looking down at her belly from the left and right, it seemed to have bloated up like a balloon, suddenly becoming much larger.
In the past, she walked with her belly protruding so that others could tell she was pregnant. Now, there was no need to deliberately stick it out.
What's going on here?