Old Mrs. Cen looked at Cen Shaoqing with a face full of question marks. “So you’re saying that Yezi isn’t pregnant at all? !”
“No, you’re thinking too much.”Cen Shaoqing’s thin lips opened slightly.
Old Mrs. Cen’s face was full of disappointment. Why wasn’t she pregnant?
It seemed that Cen Shaoqing only wanted to make a dessert for ye Zhuo.
To think that she had imagined so much.
She had even thought of what clothes her future great-grandson and great-granddaughter would wear!
It was simply a waste of her imagination.
Old Mrs. Cen turned around and left.
Even when she was about to leave, she did not forget to take away the bird’s nest on the table.
Seeing that old Mrs. Cen had returned with the bird’s nest and the servant responsible for taking care of old Mrs. Cen, ah XI said, “Old Mrs. Cen, didn’t you say that you wanted to nourish fifth master’s body? Why did you bring it back again?”
