[Not surviving past the end of the month? Isn’t that an exaggeration? She looks fine to me!]

[That’s not the point. The point is, if she’s only three or four months along, how can her stomach be that big? Even twins wouldn’t make it that big!]

[I bet what’s in her belly isn’t human. It’s a ghost!]

All sorts of guesses flew wildly across the bullet comments.

Meanwhile, the woman’s expression grew uglier and uglier.

She had indeed noticed that something was wrong. But she had paid a heavy price to conceive this child, and she still wanted to know if it was a boy or a girl.

Instead of answering Su Nian’s question directly, she asked again.

"Just tell me, what’s the gender of this child? Is it a boy or a girl!"

As she spoke, she stared intently into Su Nian’s eyes, as if trying to read the answer on her face.

Su Nian just smiled and shook her head.

Her deep eyes were filled with a cold chill.

"Even at a time like this, you’re still hung up on whether it’s a boy or a girl. That’s how desperate you are to marry into a rich family? What a fool!"

She said this with her chin slightly raised, her eyes full of scorn.

’This woman was willing to swallow all sorts of strange and bizarre things just to get pregnant.’

’Things are already so wrong, yet she’s still obsessed with the gender. Isn’t she worried about her own life?’

Su Nian’s tone was harsh, which the woman naturally picked up on, but she said nothing.

She just stared fixedly at Su Nian, demanding an answer.

Su Nian set down the peach in her hand and leaned forward slightly, a frosty glint in her eyes.

"If it’s a boy, you’re going to keep it?"

"Of course!"

The woman answered immediately, the moment Su Nian finished speaking.

"And if it’s a girl?"

Su Nian lifted her chin, looking at her.

The woman hesitated for a moment but then honestly voiced the thoughts in her heart.

"I’m doing this to marry into a rich family. What use is a girl? She’d just hold me back. If it’s a girl, I might as well abort it. That way, I can get pregnant with a boy faster."

She said this with complete self-righteousness, showing no sign of guilt.

That was truly what she believed.

[Fuck, so it really is about marrying into a rich family! Is she insane?!]

[How can she be such a psycho? Does she really need a boy that badly just to marry rich?]

[Does she have a throne to inherit at home or something?]

[What’s so wrong with a girl? Isn’t the only difference that little bit of flesh between the legs? Just cut off a piece of your own and give it to her!]

Su Nian nodded, her expression returning to one of indifference. She didn’t even spare the woman a glance.

"You’re carrying a boy and a girl."

Upon hearing this, the woman’s face instantly lit up with excitement.

"Boy and girl twins! That’s an auspicious sign! I’ll definitely be able to marry into the Lu Family now!"

"I’ll just carry them for a few more months. When they’re born, I’ll take the children to them. I’ll definitely succeed in marrying into a rich family!"

She was overjoyed as she said this, gently caressing her belly.

"However... what’s in your belly isn’t human."

Su Nian slowly and casually added. The moment the words left her mouth, the woman’s expression soured.

"What’s that supposed to mean? They’re perfectly fine inside my belly. How could they not be human? Are you saying they’re ghosts?"

The woman was getting angry, feeling that Su Nian was toying with her.

She figured Su Nian just didn’t want to tell her the gender, so she came up with an excuse like this, even spouting such absurd nonsense.

Su Nian had no desire to get tangled up with this kind of person. ’Worst case, I’ll just wait for her to die and then go collect her body.’

So, she nodded.

Her expression was perfunctory, and she didn’t look at the woman.

"Yes, yes, you’re right about everything. You can go home now. I’ll come by on schedule."

"Come by for what?"

The woman was a bit stunned.

Su Nian replied with extreme earnestness.

"To come collect your corpse!"

The woman’s face fell. Ever since entering the room, she had been suppressing her temper.

But upon hearing Su Nian’s words, she couldn’t hold it in any longer. She slammed her hands on the table and shot to her feet.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

But in the next second, a sharp pain shot through her stomach.

And Su Nian’s voice rang out, slow and unhurried.

"You’re carrying a ghost fetus. It’s impossible to give birth to them. Even if you did, they would kill you."

"Since you don’t want my help, I’ll just wait for them to kill you. Then I’ll go and deal with them. How does that sound?"

As if to prove her words, the moment Su Nian finished speaking...

...a clear handprint appeared on the woman’s tightly swollen belly.

It was like the palm of an infant—small, but its outline was so distinct that you could clearly see its shape.

Slap after slap landed on her stomach, and the intense pain made her face turn deathly pale.

Large beads of sweat dripped down continuously, but she seemed used to it. She gritted her teeth without a sound and shot Su Nian a resentful glare.

This was the price of conceiving this child. She had already consulted a spirit medium about it beforehand. Although it was painful, she wasn’t panicking.

[The streamer just said she’s carrying a ghost fetus!]

[I knew it! So she really isn’t carrying a human!]

[She must have used some weird method to get pregnant just to marry rich, and that’s what made the baby not normal!]

[That’s so disgusting! Messing with her own body just to marry into a rich family!]

[Performing rituals on yourself is really bad for your body, especially while pregnant. Does she not want to live anymore or something?]

But as time passed, the woman’s face grew even paler.

’This time feels different...’

Before, she could bear it, but this time, the pain in her stomach was getting worse and worse, especially around her navel.

The skin there was stretched paper-thin, as if something was using its little fist, trying to break out from that point.

And then, the most bizarre thing happened.

Her navel began to bulge out like a tumor.

A small fist from inside pushed forcefully against it, the tiny hand visible beneath the translucent skin.

It grew larger and larger, like a water balloon filled to the brim, ready to burst at the slightest poke.