"He's not bad, are you sure?" Mr. Li said with a jealous tone, not happy when his wife praised other men.
Yu Jingrong smelled the vinegar again, hugged her husband and gave him a kiss, "No matter how good he is, he's not as amazing as my husband."
Li Chengyun was satisfied, holding her in his arms with a look that said 'that's more like it.'
Although she really wanted to know who set up the trap, Yu Jingrong also understood that some things couldn't be rushed and needed to be slowly approached.
As spring turned into summer, Yu Jingrong's due date was approaching.
On this day, after lunch, and right when she was about to take a nap, Yu Jingrong suddenly felt a dull pain in her stomach. Recently, this kind of dull pain occurred often. A visit to the hospital showed the doctor said it was normal, but emphasized not to stress, telling her to relax.
