Chi Yue was hearing about these matters for the first time.
She had already done a paternity test and knew that Fu Mianmian was the child she had given birth to, but the emotional barrier in her heart prevented her from immediately becoming close to the child.
"Once when my brother was drunk, he sat in a corner surrounded by haphazardly placed wine bottles and said, 'As long as you're alive, even if you don't come to see him, he will still properly raise your child to adulthood.'
Chi Yue curled her lips slightly, "Really? But now he is ill and won't go to the hospital, and where exactly has he placed the child?"
Fu Hanyan sighed, "Do you think surgery is without risk? He fears you still won't accept Mianmian, and if anything were to happen during the surgery, he wouldn't be able to take care of Mianmian anymore. Chi Yue, these years, it's not only you who have suffered, the one who suffered the most is my brother."
...
Chi Yue lay on her bed, tossing and turning.