My poor child

Wen Muchu did not object and immediately informed mother Wen of the matter.

When mother Wen found out about this, she was so upset that her eyes turned red.

She sobbed in a low voice,"this poor child called out to the heavens, what is he trying to do, ah, ah?"

As mother Wen cried, she could not help but give herself a tight slap.

"Why didn't I think of making her take birth control pills? It's all my fault, my Yingluo "

Lan Xiao quickly stopped mother Wen and advised, " "Mom, it's not your fault, nor is it Wen Cheng's fault. No one thought of this at that time. Don't blame yourself, okay?“

Mother Wen couldn't help but hug Lan Xiao and cry her heart out.

After crying for a while, she felt that this matter could not be delayed.

After everyone had left, she found an excuse to trick Wen Cheng into accompanying her to the hospital.

Wen Muchu personally accompanied them there while Lan Xiao was waiting for news at home.