"Your brother hasn't done anything to you. Why should you punch him?"
"He blocked my sister's way so that she couldn't find our family."
Gu Qingyao: "…"
The father and son were going crazy. Two nurseries had been decorated, both of them in pink and pastel shades and ready for a girl. Gu Qingyao looked at her stomach. She thought that if it really was a boy, she felt very sorry for him.
When she came to full term, Gu Qingyao smoothly delivered a pair of boy and girl twins. Her son was born first, and her little daughter was the youngest among the three.
Although it was not two girls, just one girl was good enough.
Mo Beihan and Mo Yang were both delighted.
But the little boy was rather pitiful.
The moment the girl was born, they fought to carry her. After all, the Mo family had no girls, only heaps of boys.
