The two of them actually stopped in their tracks to discuss the issue of their unborn child's future marriage.
What made Song Weiyi ashamed was that the two little golden balls were still tucked in her belly, several months away from birth.
"Alright, alright, remember what you just said, okay? Honey, let's head back earlier," Song Weiyi said, holding Pei Yibai's hand and changing the subject.
By the time they got home, it was already half past ten.
After taking a bath and applying skincare products, Song Weiyi's cell phone buzzed again.
She picked it up and saw it was Zhao Mengmeng.
"Mengmeng, why aren't you asleep yet?" It was already past eleven, and usually, they would go to bed between ten and ten-thirty.
Today she was delayed by something but didn't expect Zhao Mengmeng to be awake as well.
