But when there really is a man beside her daughter-in-law, she, as the mother-in-law, truly cannot bear it.
This woman was clearly her son's, and now her body bore so many marks left by another man. Her heart was unbearably stifled with depression.
If her son were still alive, could he tolerate this?
If her son truly had a spirit in heaven, would he accept such a wife?
How wonderful would it be if her son were still in this world?
Then her daughter-in-law wouldn't have another man!
"An Ning... what did Mo Ang just ask you about?"
After the child slept, as An Ning placed the baby in the stroller, Wen Rufeng asked softly.
An Ning settled the child and quickly turned around. "He was asking me about some of Fangda's investments and future plans."
"And then?" Wen Rufeng asked again.
"Then there's nothing more!"
Wen Rufeng still stared at An Ning's chest. "An Ning, did Mo Ang do anything inappropriate to you?"
