Jiang Huifang sat sullenly on the sofa and said listlessly, "She has given birth."
Jiang Huifang's expression made Wei Xiaoqing a little nervous. "Is it a boy or a girl?"
Jiang Huifang sighed. "A boy!"
"What?!" Wei Xiaoqing was so shocked that her eyes opened wide and her face turned white with hatred. "She actually gave birth to a boy?"
"Yes!"
Thinking about what she had seen just now, Jiang Huifang was full of anger. "I don't know which Bodhisattva Liang Zixuan had worshiped before, but she was fine even though she had suffered severe bleeding. She overcame it and even managed to give birth to a son! Looking at the happy expression of the Han Family, it was really an eyesore!"
She was not a bad person. She just did not want to see Liang Zixuan give birth to a son. In fact, it would be better if Liang Zixuan and her son died.
Jiang Huifang wanted to see the Han Family cry and mourn, but in the end, she saw nothing.
