"Grandpa?" Li Qiao looked up, her eyes and brows showing no emotion.
Duan Shuyuan nodded, her gaze lingering on Li Qiao's face, and said softly, "After we brought you home that year, to prevent relatives and friends from visiting and arousing suspicion, I went to your grandfather's house to 'sit the month.'
At that time, your grandmother was still alive, and she would take care of you during the day. Besides the two of them, no one knew your real origin. With many servants in the house, gossip was likely, and once people found out I wasn't really pregnant, even reason couldn't make things clear in that era, and you would have been in danger."
The social morals of more than two decades ago were relatively feudal and conservative.
She and Li Guangming received the news when Jing Yilan was already six months pregnant.
Duan Shuyuan had to prepare in advance, which caused many people to find her suddenly protruding six-month pregnant belly strange.
