Wen Shaoqing walked toward them. "I come to the tent every day and think of ways to sneak in. I didn't expect to bump into you guys outside."
Looking at the warm and affectionate feelings between the two of them, Wen Shaoqing clenched his fists.
Ronald gave a meaningful smile. "That's because your sister-in-law is pregnant. I'm accompanying her out for a walk."
Wen Shaoqing's eyes lit up. "Congratulations, Mrs. Ronald!" He looked at Ronald. "Congratulations to you too, Ronald."
"What are you doing here? Don't you know how dangerous it is?" Ronald's eyes flashed with doubt.
Wen Shaoqing's face had also become much more haggard. The long robe that had fit him now looked a little loose. "I'm just afraid that if you die, I won't have the face to see my mother in a hundred years."
