Summary
My best friend is pregnant with my father’s child. My father told me that when I see her, I should remember to call her Stepmom. When he said this, Qiao Muning was standing in the house he had bought for her, her belly six months along. Her face was as pale as paper, but her hands were shielding her lower abdomen, and she didn’t back down an inch. My name is He Yanqiu. I’m twenty-six years old and work as a copywriter at an advertising agency. Qiao Muning is the same age as me. She has been my best friend since the third grade. My mother, Jiang Shuwan, was sitting in the car downstairs, clutching an old iPad so hard it was nearly deformed. She asked me through her tears what we should do. I told her it was fine, that I would go and corner the father. No one could have imagined it. The man I cornered was my own father.