"Dinner's ready!"
Before long, Guo's mother called out loudly.
In no time, everyone except Su Qingyan had gathered at the dining room and sat down.
Su Qingyan had given birth not long ago. Although she could slightly move around now, most of the time she could only lie down — sitting for long periods was definitely out of the question.
Noticing this, Xiao Fei suddenly had a question.
How did Tang Yuxin manage after giving birth to three children then?
How did she return to her rented apartment by herself?
You know, even under normal circumstances, it takes nearly a month for new mothers to go out.
Thinking about this, Xiao Fei suddenly felt a pang in his heart and gently took Tang Yuxin's slender hand in his.
"Xiao Fei, what's wrong?"
Tang Yuxin turned her head and asked.
Normally, if there are not particularly intimate outsiders present, Tang Yuxin tends to call Xiao Fei "Xiao Fei" unless it's a special situation or she can't help it, instead of using "husband."
