Wei Anning felt embarrassed by Aunt Liu's laughter and pretended to drink the chicken soup seriously. Aunt Liu was so happy, as if she could already see the little master running around with his tiny legs right in front of her.
Seeing Wei Anning obediently drinking the chicken soup, she said with a smile, "Third Young Lady, drink more chicken soup to nourish your body. Pregnancy can be very tough."
"Pfft!"
Wei Anning spat out a mouthful of chicken soup, coughing nonstop. Pregnancy, what the hell? Why couldn't she understand a word?
Leng Youchen patted her back while taking a tissue from Aunt Liu to wipe her mouth, "Did you choke? Why are you acting like a child? Aunt Liu, bring a glass of water for the lady."
"Yes." Aunt Liu hurried into the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Leng Youchen.
