Chapter 1330: Final - Ending Six
Just as Mo Yan predicted, Liu Tinglan woke up in the evening. Upon learning that Mo Yan had arrived in time to save her, as well as the two children in her womb, she burst into tears with emotion.
If it weren’t for the pain from the cut on her abdomen rendering her immobile, Liu Tinglan would have longed to get up and kneel on the ground to thank her friend for the life-saving grace. Before she passed out, she truly believed she was going to die.
"Alright, alright, you’re a mother now, yet crying like a little girl. Aren’t you afraid the little ones will laugh at you?" Mo Yan ran out of patience with her friend’s crying and wiped her face with a clean handkerchief, "You are in confinement now, you can’t cry."
"I, I’ll be fine after I cry it out, just let, let me have a good cry." Liu Tinglan said between sobs, knowing that crying during her confinement could harm her eyes, but today’s events had such a big impact on her that only tears could help her release all the negative emotions.
Mo Yan shook her head helplessly and took the two babies, who had just been fed milk and fallen asleep, from the wet nurse’s hands, placing them on the bed to distract her friend: "Look, these are the little treasures you gave birth to. Aren’t they adorable?"
Liu Tinglan had just woken up and hadn’t had a chance to look at the children she had given birth to after such hardships. Now she eagerly turned her head to look at the two children. Due to the angle, she could only see half of their faces, but even that half caused her to gasp in surprise and subconsciously exclaim, "So ugly!"
Having said that, she immediately felt bad and took a closer look; still, she found them very ugly and asked in disbelief, "Yanyan, are you sure they’re my children? I’m quite pretty, and Brother Jin is handsome too. How could the children born to us look like this?"
Mo Yan looked at her friend, who was showing a face full of distaste, and suddenly felt relieved that the two little brats were still infants and couldn’t understand what their mother was saying, otherwise, they’d probably be angry enough to want to crawl back into the womb.
"What are you talking about? If these children aren’t yours, do you think I conjured them up?" Mo Yan glared at her friend irritably: "They’re not yet a month old, and they haven’t grown into their looks. Give them a few days, and you’ll see that they are indeed beautiful girls and boys. If you despise them, why not just give them to me?"