A Heavenly Gift: The

Qiao Xuexue leaned against the stairs, her eyes gleaming with triumph: “I reckon Sister was planning to hide this all along. With half a year gone by and her belly showing, she couldn't keep it a secret anymore, so she came back home for shelter! I wonder which scoundrel fathered the child, and whether he has any diseases he could have passed on to the baby!”,Qiao Qian's half face was still burning: "Mom and Dad, you misunderstood. The child isn't some wild man, he's Zhou Ze's.","What" It was a June day, but Qiao Qian felt as if she were in the snow. "It's not yours"。