Yan Mingqiu glanced at Lu Ziheng and felt reassured, but still instructed, "You're pregnant now, so you need to take extra care of yourself. You can't drink alcohol, inhale secondhand smoke, or be careless with what you eat."
"I know, Mom. Don't worry, I'll take care of myself. Just please take extra care of Xiaoqian," she said.
"You can count on me," came the reply.
Ran Tong nodded, "By the way, if Xiaoqian starts crying later, you can call me. He'll stop when he hears my voice."
Seeing her so concerned about the child, Yan Mingqiu felt a bit more at ease.
So, the two of them chatted about the child for a while.
Lu Ziheng and Ran Yu could only wait on the sidelines.
For Ran Yu, it was her first time seeing Ran Tong speak to an elder with such patience. Usually, she was brief and to the point. Even though she was respectful on the surface, she never seemed quite as warm.
In any case, this scene was somewhat disorienting to her...
