Lin Xi'er blinked. "Why are you so agitated!"
Zhuang Nainai was even more agitated after hearing that. "How many months along are you?"
Lin Xi'er replied shyly, "Almost three months."
Three months?
She suddenly recalled that Mrs. Lin didn't want Lin Xi'er to marry Zhang Zhuo. She disapproved of them. The last time around, when Lin Xi'er said she would have a shotgun wedding, Zhuang Nainai hadn't thought that she was serious.
Zhuang Nainai had been busy with work for the past two months. How could Lin Xi'er just act first and report her actions later?
Zhuang Nainai couldn't help but sigh. "Xi'er, you've really thought this through?"
Zhang Zhuo was from Henan Zheng province. He was five years older than Lin Xi'er. The couple had gotten to know each other in Lijiang.
