“Yeah, Guoguo is very well-behaved and sensible. I really like her, and I’d be happy to be her godmother. Actually, I don’t really think of myself as some kind of lucky star, but if what you say is true—that I’m Guoguo’s lucky star—then I’d gladly use my good fortune to protect her.”
Whether she was a lucky star or not, Gu Jianing couldn’t say for sure.
But after dying and being reborn, and even binding with a fertility system, she figured she must be fortunate.
As for Guoguo, she genuinely adored the child. If possible, she’d willingly share some of her luck with her.
Thinking back to the flashes of the future she’d seen—the tragic fates of Zhang Shuwan and Guoguo in her past life—she wondered if perhaps she really was Guoguo’s destined benefactor.
After all, in her previous life, Guoguo had been kidnapped and never returned.
Yet in this life, everything had changed because of her intervention.
Zhang Shuwan, too, had been unable to conceive again in her past life, but now she was pregnant once more—all because of her.
Everything was different because of her.
Gu Jianing thought that if she could, she’d use her abilities to help those who had been kind and innocent in her past life but met bitter ends.
That way, she wouldn’t waste the second chance at life that heaven had given her.
When Zhang Shuwan saw how readily Gu Jianing agreed, she was so overjoyed that tears welled up, and she thanked her repeatedly.
She also mentioned picking an auspicious day for Guoguo to formally serve tea to Gu Jianing in the presence of both families, officially recognizing her as her godmother.
“By the way, Sister Shuwan, I’m pregnant too,” Gu Jianing whispered, sharing her own news. She was still early in the pregnancy and asked Zhang Shuwan to keep it quiet for now.
When Zhang Shuwan heard that Gu Jianing was also expecting, she was even more delighted.
“Then our two families are truly blessed with double happiness! This is wonderful.”
“I just wonder how Sister-in-law Jiang is doing…” Zhang Shuwan suddenly thought of Jiang Baihe, who had sought treatment from Jianing before.
Now that both she and Jianing were pregnant, what about Sister-in-law Jiang…?
Gu Jianing knew Jiang Baihe was also pregnant, but she didn’t say it outright. Instead, she replied, “Sister-in-law Jiang probably hasn’t gone to the hospital for a check-up yet. Once she does, she’ll know for sure whether she’s pregnant or not.”
“True. I hope we’ll hear good news from her soon too.”
“Though lately, Sister-in-law Jiang might not be having an easy time…” Zhang Shuwan hesitated before continuing.
“What’s going on?” Gu Jianing asked.
Zhang Shuwan leaned in closer and whispered, “Because Commander Chai’s mother has arrived. Rumor has it she’s here to pressure them about having a child…”
…
Meanwhile, in the dormitory building of the military family compound.
Jiang Baihe hadn’t been doing well lately.
Her mother-in-law, Old Lady Chai, had come from their hometown.
To be honest, her mother-in-law wasn’t an easy person to get along with. One of the reasons Jiang Baihe had chosen to join her husband at the military base was to avoid living under the same roof as her.
The other reason, of course, was that she didn’t want to be separated from Chai Jianguo and hoped to have a child with him sooner.
As for why she didn’t want to live with her mother-in-law…
It was because Old Lady Chai had always preferred Chai Jianguo’s first wife—her own niece.
Back then, Chai Jianguo had married her largely due to his mother’s arrangement.
At the time, Chai Jianguo didn’t have anyone he particularly liked, so when his mother introduced the match, he went along with it.
But who could’ve predicted that the woman would later run off with someone else?
Because she was her niece, Old Lady Chai held a soft spot for her. Even after the scandal, Chai Jianguo didn’t pursue the matter too harshly.
Later, when Chai Jianguo married Jiang Baihe, Old Lady Chai was far from pleased.
But that time, Chai Jianguo had been adamant—he was determined to marry her.
In the end, Old Lady Chai had no choice but to relent.
However, over the years, whenever they returned home for the New Year, the old woman would pressure them to have a child. And as the years passed without Jiang Baihe conceiving, her mother-in-law’s attitude grew increasingly hostile. Every visit was filled with sharp, cutting remarks that left Jiang Baihe in tears more times than she could count.
This year, Chai Jianguo hadn’t planned to go back home, which had made Jiang Baihe happy.
But then, just a few days before the New Year, Old Lady Chai suddenly showed up alone at the Northwest Military District to spend the holiday with them.
What could Jiang Baihe do?
She couldn’t exactly kick her out.
So she had no choice but to let her stay.
But with her mother-in-law’s arrival, Jiang Baihe’s days of hardship began.
Before, when the old woman wasn’t around, Jiang Baihe had been the one running the household. Now, her mother-in-law meddled in everything, constantly bossing her around.
And whenever Chai Jianguo wasn’t home, she would mock Jiang Baihe as a “barren hen.”
Jiang Baihe seethed with anger but dared not speak up. She cried in secret countless times but never complained to Chai Jianguo.
After all, no matter how unreasonable she was, she was still his mother.
All Jiang Baihe could do was pray for her mother-in-law to return to their hometown soon—or for herself to finally get pregnant.
At this moment, Jiang Baihe was cooking in the kitchen. Just as she was about to carry the dishes out, she overheard her husband and mother-in-law talking outside.
Almost instinctively, she paused and listened in secret.
Soon, her mother-in-law’s voice reached her ears.
“Son, what’s so great about that Jiang Baihe? Sure, she’s young, but what good is youth if she can’t even bear a child?”
“Mom, Baihe can have children. We’ve been working on our health lately. There might be good news soon.”
Old Lady Chai snorted. “A barren hen won’t suddenly start laying eggs. Who’d believe that?”
“Mom!” Chai Jianguo’s voice carried a warning.
“Son, I’m only thinking of you. Look at how old you are already. Back in our hometown, men your age have kids over ten years old!”
“Listen to me—divorce Jiang Baihe. I’ll find you someone else.”
Hearing her mother-in-law’s words, Jiang Baihe’s face paled, and her hands trembled slightly as she held the dishes.
What would Jianguo say in response?
Thankfully, Chai Jianguo didn’t disappoint her.
“Mom, what kind of nonsense is that? I’ll say this once—whether Baihe can have children or not, I will never divorce her.”
“You—! Are you trying to kill your own mother?!”
“Mom…” Chai Jianguo’s voice was full of helplessness.
“Fine. If you won’t divorce Jiang Baihe, then at least have a child! Here’s my suggestion—listen carefully.”
“Xiaojuan… she regrets what happened back then. She’s remarried now, but she knows she wronged you and wants to make it up to you.”
Jiang Baihe was very familiar with the name “Xiaojuan”—Chai Jianguo’s ex-wife.
“She’s had two sons with her new husband.”
“She said that if you’re willing, she’d gladly bear a son for you too, to make amends.”
Jiang Baihe’s eyes widened. What did that mean? Was it what she thought it meant?
Her mother-in-law continued.
“If you don’t want Jiang Baihe to know, just tell her the child was adopted after it’s born. Isn’t that perfect? You’d have an heir to carry on the family name, and you could still stay with Jiang Baihe.”
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