Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, "Yes."
"Ouch!"
Just then, the baby in Xiaoxiao's belly suddenly became mischievous, kicking her twice.
Xiaoxiao clutched her stomach and carefully sat down on the sofa, as everyone's attention turned towards her.
Old Lord Fang, leaning on his cane, immediately stood up and walked over to her.
"What's wrong? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"It's nothing serious, Grandpa, just little Dumpling kicking me," Xiaoxiao said with a blissful smile on her face.
"That's good, that's good."
Mr. Fang thought about how he had initially urged Xiaoxiao to abort the baby and couldn't help feeling guilty.
Would Xiaoxiao eventually blame him if she had really listened to him and aborted the child?
Fortunately, Fang Zhi and Lin Shu had intervened at the time.
A white car stopped at the entrance to Fang Zhi's house. Seeing Wang Feng stepping out, the security guard hurried over and stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Who are you?"
