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However, since she had already decided to give birth to him, she would take responsibility for her own child. Ji Rufeng smiled, her body radiating motherly light. "Thank you, doctor. I will come regularly to check my body."

Ji Rufeng then asked the doctor about some of the things she usually needed to take care of during pregnancy before she left the hospital. The dazzling sunlight made her raise her hand to block the way.

Walking out of the hospital, he suddenly felt relaxed.

It was already a foregone conclusion that Mo Chenyuan had abandoned her to find her another. No matter how sad she was, it was useless. Since it was like this, why bother with others.

No matter how hard the road ahead was, at least she was no longer alone. She also had a family.

Ji Rufeng lowered her head and pointed her jade-like finger at her belly. Her gentle eyes seemed to be filled with stars as she said, "Kid, your mother isn't afraid of anything anymore. You came at the perfect time to accompany your lonely mother."

"Weng weng weng …"

Ji Rufeng's cell phone kept ringing. She was a bit self-deprecating. Who would be calling at this time?

The name on the caller ID made her frown. Soong Wanjun?

Why did her stepmother, who had always been indifferent to her, suddenly think of calling her?

Ji Rufeng frowned slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she pressed the answer button. Even if it was out of politeness, she couldn't just hang up when her elder called.

"Hello, Auntie. Is there something you need?"

People were coming and going in front of the hospital's gate. It was a bit noisy, so she had to walk to a shady corner to answer it with a calm tone.

Their relationship was neither good nor bad. It could be said that they had spent many years peacefully ignoring each other. For a stepwife that their father had married, it was already quite good to be able to maintain such a relationship.

On the other end of the phone, Soong Wanjun frowned. Without wasting any more words, she went straight to the main topic. "I have something to talk to you about. Let's go home."

To be honest, Ji Rufeng, the daughter of her so-called ex-wife and husband, didn't like her at all. She received the phone without asking first, without being polite, as expected, she was petty, but she was also too lazy to fuss about it.

Soong Wanjun's tone was clearly a notification, not an inquiry. Ji Rufeng was already used to her attitude. Since she had nowhere else to go, she nodded in agreement.

"Alright."

As soon as she answered, the phone rang. Ji Rufeng's mouth hooked into a self-deprecating smile. She really wasn't liked by others?

Soong Wanjun was, her father was, Mo Chenyuan … That's true.

She was pregnant and could not be angry. Ji Rufeng took a deep breath to calm her emotions. With a slight smile, she walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi.

After casually giving him the location of Ji Family, the car drove around the bustling city and finally stopped in front of a luxurious compound villa.

Ji Rufeng paid the driver and got out of the car. With a calm expression, she walked into the yard outside the villa.

When the butler saw her, he respectfully retreated to the side and whispered, "Eldest Miss, Madam is waiting for you in the living room."

Ji Rufeng nodded her head indifferently as she entered the room. Her gaze shifted to the middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa. She lowered her head and changed into a pair of slippers. She asked casually, "What business do you have with me?"

Soong Wanjun was already in her forties, but she looked to be in her early thirties at most. Her appearance was cold and elegant.