"Dad is not a fool, but there is a green letter written on her head. You clearly know that...she is not a good woman, and the child she gave birth to is not yours."
Zhang Yunya pouted, looking aggrieved.
Zhang Wanlin looked at his daughter helplessly and sighed, "You... really don't understand."
"Why don't I understand? I understand very well!" Zhang Yunya was anxious, "I am my father's only daughter, so you should leave everything you have to me.
Don't let other women give birth to your children, okay? I will be obedient from now on and let Mo Shichen be your son-in-law, so your property will not be affected."
Hearing that his daughter was talking about property, Zhang Wanlin understood. He sneered, "Okay...but I want to decide on Fang Ranran's child.
Although that woman is messy, she is not a fool. She would not dare to send other people's children to me to raise, do you understand?"
"I..." Zhang Yunya pursed her lips.
Although she dared to say anything when she was slandering Fang Ranran, when she really analyzed it, she knew that her father was right.
Fang Ranran is not a fool, she knows very well what she needs, and finding a cuckold for her father will only ruin her life.
So Zhang Yunya was even more panicked.
Fang Ranran’s child is real, what should we do next?
Will she then watch that child become the eldest son of her family and take away everything she likes?
Zhang Yunya was unwilling to give in and did not want this to happen.
Pretending to be obedient, she held Zhang Wanlin's arm, shook it slightly, and said: "Dad, you want to keep that child... I can understand.
But what if it’s a daughter? Thank you for raising a loser... If it’s a son, how long can you raise him? Are you sure you won’t increase the burden on me in the future?”
Listen, these sentences are all about thinking about yourself.
Zhang Wanlin is really heartbroken.
He is only fifty years old, so it is not impossible to raise a child.
Even if he doesn't live to be seventy, wouldn't there still be Fang Ranran?
As long as he leaves enough money, young Fang Ranran can raise his children.
Thinking of this, Zhang Wanlin felt that the daughter in front of him was dispensable. She was not that good anyway.
After returning home, Zhang Wanlin left Zhang Yunya at home and went directly to find Fang Linran.
Looking at her father's retreating back, Zhang Yunya picked up the vase and smashed it on the ground, cursing angrily: "These women are all rubbish, they are all disgusting, bastards... why are they plotting against me!"
The servants stood there one by one, completely silent. No one dared to go up and persuade this bad-tempered young lady.
Without anyone to coax her, Zhang Yunya became even more angry and smashed a lot of things.
When the housekeeper informed Zhang Wanlin of these messages.
Zhang Wanlin only had one thought: his daughter was really spoiled by him.
Look what has been done.
The private hospital where Fang Ranran is located.
The doctor just finished checking her and found that there is absolutely nothing wrong with her body and the child is healthy.
She put her hand on her belly, squinting her eyes slightly, thinking about how to plot against Zhang Wanlin.
Speaking of which, she is a very good child, very suitable for calculating people.
"Mr. Zhang, are you here?" The door to the ward opened and the assistant called.
Fang Ranran immediately came to her senses and stood up to greet Zhang Wanlin.
Zhang Wanlin's eyes fell on her belly, which was obviously much gentler. (To be continued)