If Nannan had been a boy, would she have been willing to let her cry like this? She didn’t even bother to coax her. If a child cried too hard, the child could develop a hernia.

  A feeling that Ning Shu had never felt before appeared in her heart. Human beings reproduced for the survival of their species, but what was the point of passing down the bloodlines of people like this?

  They were cold-blooded utilitarians.

  Please don’t say it was for the whole of mankind. When people couldn’t even live their own lives well, how could they really care about the whole of mankind?

  Oh, everyone here has gone through this, so everyone has to keep living like this. Endure, endure, a hundred endurances can become steel, keep going until the last breath.

  As long as there’s a great burial when I'm dead, I'm satisfied with this life.

  Ning Shu held the vase and confronted the An family, who were threatening her with her own blood like an outsider.

  They were trying to use a mother’s love for her child against her.

  Ning Shu's bottom line was refreshed again. She looked around at the three An family members, put down the vase, and said, "Give me the child first, she’s crying a lot."

  The child was choking to the point that her whole face was red.

  An Jinwei got up from the ground, leaning against the wall for support. His glasses were cracked and his face was covered with nail marks made by Ning Shu. He cut a rather sorry figure.

  "Don't move. We’ll tie you up first so you don’t go crazy and hurt the child." An Jinwei was hunched over, moving a little weirdly.

  "Postpartum depression can hurt the child. You’re acting so crazy, I don't trust you," An Jinwei said.

  This negotiation scene was really… funny and sad.

  "Let me coax the child first," Ning Shu said calmly. "I feel peaceful now, very peaceful."

  Ning Shu felt her ankle hurting. She looked down and found that the place that An Jinwei had been gripping was bleeding. Blood was running down her ankle and into her shoes, making them warm and wet.

  "Why should I believe you? Who knows if you’ll suddenly go crazy again?" An Jinwei said coldly. At the same time, he stood in front of his mother, blocking her and the child. This prevented Ning Shu from violently stealing back her child.

  Ning Shu couldn't see the child, and could only hear her crying herself hoarse.

  "Chen Ning, since you are now sober, let's talk about divorcing," An Jinwei said. "You are not suitable for me."

  Ning Shu was expressionless. Since it hurt to stand up, she went and sat on the sofa.

  As soon as Ning Shu moved, the An family reflexively took a step back. It seemed that they were still afraid of Ning Shu going crazy.

  "Divorce? Why do you want a divorce?" Ning Shu brushed back her hair and looked up innocently. "Did you think you could just get a divorce because you said ‘divorce?’"

  "You should know that according to the provisions of the Marriage Law, the man is not allowed to file for divorce during the woman's pregnancy, one year after delivery, or six months after the termination of pregnancy. Even if you do, the court won’t accept it."

  Ning Shu pointed at herself. "The court will only accept it if I file for a divorce."

  Ning Shu crossed her legs and said, "Moreover, I am still suffering from severe postpartum depression. Do you think you can get away from this marriage?"

  Getting a divorce as soon as he wanted one, was just abandoning his responsibility. Once something couldn't serve him anymore, he discarded it immediately. There were no human emotions or affection involved.

  They had been married for almost two years, but An Jinwei never bought anything for Chen Ning, nor did he give her anything for her birthday.

  These were both extrinsic things. Whether or not she received them didn’t matter that much, but An Jinwei hadn't even said a word of thanks for her hard work. Instead, he took it all for granted.

  "You…" An Jinwei looked at Ning Shu in shock. "How do you know this?"

  An Jinwei hadn’t known the details. He just thought that he could just get a divorce whenever. He didn't expect it to be so troublesome. He would have to endure this lunatic for a year?

  Forget a year, he didn't want to endure it for even one more day. In fact, just sharing a roof with this crazy woman was uncomfortable.