Hearing that Hu Feng wanted to keep the woman as a wet nurse, Qi Peiyao petulantly threw the feather fan in her hand to one side.
Hu Chen caught the fan, feigning a thoughtful expression. "Big Brother, why don't we find a compromise?"
Hearing there was another way, Qi Peiyao sat up excitedly on the chaise lounge.
"What is it? Tell me."
She grabbed Hu Chen's forearm, her almond-shaped eyes widening considerably.
Hu Feng steadied Qi Peiyao's arm, almost imperceptibly pulling her hand off Hu Chen's.
His tone was stern. "I've told you a thousand times, be careful with your belly. Look how far along you are, still acting as reckless as a little girl. How are you going to be a mother like this?"
Qi Peiyao turned her head away and muttered under her breath, "All day it's baby, baby, baby. I'm sick to death of hearing it."
But she didn't dare argue with him loudly, her expression full of grievance.
