"Mom, if we don't call the police, we won't know if we can find the person once the baby is born." Gu Mingzhu was scared to death, her good days with Jiang Jing had just begun, and she didn't want to die.
"Mom, is there something else you're keeping from us?" Gu Mingzhu looked suspiciously at Fang Yue.
"No." Fang Yue quickly answered, and she diverted the topic, "Mingzhu, you shouldn't scare yourself. You're still young and healthy, so you'll have the baby smoothly, and you'll be fine."
"Mom, it's better to be safe than sorry. Plus, now that Dad knows you want to find the baby, are you really going to stop looking halfway?" Gu Mingzhu had already realized that Fang Yue was keeping more from them. She took Fang Yue's hand and said, "Mom, we're mother and daughter. If you have something you can't tell Dad, you can tell me."
