The kitchen fell silent.
Guo Cuihua, having been through similar experiences, was the first to react. Staring at Cheng Zhiwei's belly, she said in almost disbelief, "Zhiwei, are you pregnant?"
Cheng Zhiyin followed with an exclamation, "Really? Is there really a baby?"
Wang Mei said with a smiling face, "Indeed, a little over a month now."
"Oh my." Guo Cuihua laughed, her eyes squinting, "That's wonderful, Zhiwei."
It seemed Cheng Zhiwei and Zhou Lin's relationship must be very good; that must be why Cheng Zhiwei was pregnant, right?
After the suffering comes the joy, how nice.
Cheng Zhiyin's eyes reddened, and she sneakily turned away to wipe her tears.
Cheng Zhiwei saw this and suddenly felt a lump in her throat, her sister... should have had children, too...
She thought Cheng Zhiyin was sad.
But Cheng Zhiyin was happy. She turned back around, grabbed Cheng Zhiwei, and said joyfully, "Congratulations, Zhiwei."
"Sister." Cheng Zhiwei couldn't bring herself to feel happy.
