He yawned, got up, and went to the kitchen.
"Tch!"
"You look so unwilling. You need to be more positive," Li Lanying complained. "Qingqing, don't you agree?"
Li Qingrong turned her head, speaking in a plain tone.
"Yeah."
"Sigh, a cold mom and a dad who doesn't understand love." She sighed, "Once the child is born, what are we going to do?"
Jiang Nian peeked his head out from the kitchen, looking dumbfounded.
She's really getting into the role of a loving mother.
However, what she said, though blunt, made sense. Once the child is born, most likely Li Lanying will be in charge.
Jiang Nian wants to get involved, but he probably won't have the chance.
"You'll have to handle it then."
"Right, I like to hear that," Li Lanying was in a good mood, humming a tune as she went into the bedroom to change clothes.
....
Time flows like water; in the blink of an eye, it's early April.
Yuhang.
