Finally, the weekend arrived, and Zhong Niangyao didn't get out of bed until almost noon. She had thought that no one would be around when she went downstairs.
Yet as soon as she arrived at the dining room, she was surprised to see Second Aunt Li Yiqiu still there; it seemed like she had just recently woken up.
Zhong Niangyao paused for a moment, then it made sense to her. Li Yiqiu was no longer young, and now she was a pregnant woman of advanced age, naturally, everything was being done with extra care.
Li Yiqiu also noticed Zhong Niangyao's entrance, and her face immediately lit up with a smile, "Nianyao, you're up! Haven't had breakfast yet, right? Hurry and come eat!"
Her attitude was worlds apart from her usual demeanor. Or rather, ever since Zhong Niangyao accurately guessed her pregnancy, Li Yiqiu's attitude toward Zhong Niangyao had undergone a complete hundred-and-eighty-degree transformation.
