Ever since Wen Xinya got pregnant, she had been particularly fond of old Mo's scent. It was a strong, ancient, and elegant scent. She felt as if every pore on her body had opened up and she was completely immersed in the ancient charm.
Mother he and mother Jiang said that this child would have a bright future. Uncle Zhang was also very happy, saying that this child would definitely become a famous literary figure like his grandfather.
Although Grandpa didn't say anything else, he often touched ink in front of her since then. It was obvious that he was full of anticipation for the baby in her stomach.
Every day, after si yiyan returned home, he would also touch the ink and put it nicely, saying that he was trying to bond with his son.
Old Mr. Mo picked up a black chess piece and placed it on Xinya. &Quot; &Quot; you've been preparing for your wedding with ninth si for so long. When do you plan to hold the wedding? "
