Have a child? Qiao Aiyun choked on the tea and coughed nonstop while covering her mouth, her face completely red.
Yan Wangchuan raised his hand and patted her back. He rarely cared about others, so his movements were stiff, and he couldn't control his strength well. He could only try to be gentle.
"I only said if you want to have a child. Why are you so excited?" Old Madam Yan let go of Song Fengwan's hand and passed Qiao Aiyun a piece of tissue.
Qiao Aiyun reached out to take it and wiped the corners of her lips awkwardly.
Song Fengwan lowered her head. She had been scared out of her wits, but when she saw her mother's expression, the latter was obviously more shocked than her.
She looked so embarrassed that Song Fengwan nearly laughed out loud. Which eye did Grandma Yan use to see that Mom is excited? She's obviously unnerved.
"Aiyun, how old are you this year? Thirty-nine? Or Forty?"
