Leng Zhiyuan almost spat out a mouthful of rice. A child?
What nonsense?
She did not have any children by her side, and she never imagined that she would have a child. The word child never appeared in her life's dictionary before.
She raised her head up and was in a blur as she looked over at Old Master Zhou.
Old Master Zhou was still happily chatting. It was just as if the child was already in Leng Zhiyuan's womb already.
At this moment, Zhou Yao stretched his hand out to hold Leng Zhiyuan's small hand. He looked over at Old Master Zhou and said, "Grandfather, you don't have to worry. I will strive hard for it."
"Okay, okay, okay!" Old Master Zhou said okay three times.
Leng Zhiyuan took her hand back quickly, and she continued to eat.
…
After they were done eating, they went back home. Leng Zhiyuan went to take her pyjamas and prepared to take a shower.
