"Fifth Brother, what should we do now?" Old Seventh was out of ideas. Previously, they had said those things to Madame Ruan and Ruan Qishan. Now, Ling Tianya had given birth to a son and cruelly slapped them across their faces.
"What should we do? We should go home! What are we loitering around here for! Haven't we been embarrassed enough?" Old Fifth stood up, flustered and exasperated. However, because he used too much energy, he almost toppled over. Luckily, there was someone beside him to support him.
Old Fifth's two pregnant daughters-in-law were at the back of the group. Their faces were pale and their steps slow.
Upon seeing their slow pace, Old Fifth became angry. "Hurry up! Do you guys think you are Ling Tianya and have so many people taking care of you just because you are pregnant?"
