Jiang Lin had no choice but to accept the gift. "Alright then, thank you, Grandma."
Grandma Wang gripped Jiang Lin's hand with a brimming smile, patted it, and stroked it, "In the future, this bracelet will serve as a family heirloom for my great-grandchild."
Jiang Lin's breathing hitched.
Pressured by elders from both sides, openly and covertly urging her to have children, she felt somewhat overwhelmed and thus stood up and said, "I'm going to the restroom."
She left the private room without waiting for a response from the elders, feeling stifled inside.
She didn't want children!
Because she was always clear that she wouldn't be a good mother. Jiang Lin did not want her child to replicate her life; that would be too cruel for the child.
Thus, since she could not promise to take good care of a child, it was better not to have one.
She wandered through the hotel lobby in a daze, her gaze colliding with a familiar figure.
"Yo! Isn't this Doctor Jiang Barefoot?"