"Mother, Xiao Lan should be at An Jing's place, don't worry," An Fu said to his elderly mother, his voice filled with thick concern for Shi Xiaolan.
As soon as they returned from the engagement, they found that Shi Xiaolan and Niuniu were not at home and immediately went out to search for them.
"That child, she's still in her postpartum confinement, how could she just leave like this," Yun Dame worriedly sighed.
An Jing listened to the conversation between An Fu and Yun Dame, feeling quite complicated. They were indeed good people and cared deeply for Shi Xiaolan; the problem always lay in the issue of carrying on the family lineage.
"They're here," An Jing whispered to Shi Xiaolan.
Shi Xiaolan pursed her lips, looked down at Niuniu in her arms, and then immediately raised her head, her eyes firmer than they had ever been.
