"Of course we're nervous, you're carrying the treasure of our Lu family."
Grandma Lu looked at her disapprovingly, then called for the servants to help Qiao Xu, making her feel like she couldn't take care of herself.
But she didn't want to reject the old lady's kindness, so she reluctantly let the servants help her into the house.
After finally persuading Grandma Lu to dismiss the servants, Qiao Xu had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her precious son, Little Master Qiao Yi, seriously reminding her:
"Mommy, be careful. Don't hurt Little Fatty's wife."
Qiao Xu: "…"
She now had a sad feeling that she was losing her husband's affection to the child in her belly.
She cast a somewhat resentful glance at Lu Moqing, who came over with a smile and sat down beside her, gently holding her and patting her, saying, "Good, husband loves you."
Qiao Xu couldn't help but scoff in her heart.
