**
Zhang Ma finally realized that this was a young couple being affectionate with each other.
She just smiled and said, "Young Madam, I just stewed another pot of donkey-hide gelatin and pigeon soup for you. You must finish it before going to sleep."
"I just had dinner at my mom's place."
Mai Xiaomai touched her slightly distended belly, "If I eat any more, might I burst my stomach?"
"Pregnant women carry a child for ten months and never burst their bellies; how could you burst yours from drinking one bowl of soup? No, you must drink it. You donated so much blood to Lin Na today, it will take at least a few months to recover."
When Zhang Ma thought of Lin Na, she became a bit indignant and could not help but complain to Qiao Chutian, "Young Master, I really don't understand how you ended up fancying Lin Na in the first place, to be with her for ten whole years. Do you know how annoying she is? She actually hit me and said I was a lowly servant, unworthy of speaking to her."
