Chen Huanqing perfunctorily responded with a sound, his face gloomy, his mind consumed by all the things Qin Zhao had done.
If it hadn't been for his inability to contact Fang Shufu, he wouldn't have cared about the cost to get rid of that cheap woman, Qin Zhao!
"Ah!"
Feng Xiaoli's scream jolted Chen Huanqing back to his senses.
When Chen Huanqing turned his head, he saw Feng Xiaoli fall to the ground with a terrified expression.
"Huanqing, you... you come quick! I think I'm going into labor!"
"What? You're only five months pregnant, how could you possibly be giving birth now!"
Chen Huanqing ran over.
"I don't know, I feel like I'm going to give birth."
Feng Xiaoli felt as if something was about to fall out of her belly. The agony of childbirth was even more intense than her first time, making her sweat profusely from the pain.
"Is anyone there? Can someone please help me! My wife is giving birth!"
