Even faced with teasing, Qin Ruan remained unfazed.
After spending several months together, she had grown accustomed to Huo Yirong's carefree nature.
She suggested, "How about chatting while we eat?"
Huo Yirong pondered it and nodded, "Sounds good."
The two of them proceeded to the dining room, one after the other.
Inside the dining room.
Qin Ruan was sipping on the medicinal soup prepared for her by the kitchen that evening.
Today's menu featured black chicken blood-nourishing soup, filled with common medicinal ingredients.
As her pregnancy progressed, the kitchen had stopped preparing tonics and replaced them with more ordinary ingredients.
Huo Yirong sat across from Qin Ruan, and once she had eaten her fill, he revealed the peculiar happenings of the Nangong Family.
