When it came to her son, Shu Yun's complexion changed entirely.
"It all depends on fate."
At her age, getting pregnant was even more difficult. Although the doctor said there was still a chance, she ultimately wasn't a match for young girls. The old lady had suddenly come over, and she had no idea what it was for.
"What fate! I am here to supervise you giving birth, I won't leave until a child is conceived and born."
The old lady stated firmly.
In fact, the youngest son at home had already grown weary of her, and she had nowhere else to go. In the past, the eldest son wouldn't let her come to the city because he had married into the Yin Family, and the old lady also found it shameful.
Yet to her surprise, their living conditions could only be described as luxurious.
"Mom..."
Shu Yun had thought that humoring her for a few days would suffice, but she hadn't expected her to stay for the long term.