Manman took off her overcoat and took chubby little Song Mengmeng from Zhuang Lian’s arms: "I haven’t seen you for such a long time, little beauty. Did you miss your sister?"
Song Mengmeng blinked her big black eyes: "A little bit, but I still miss my sister the most. But brother said my sister has a baby in her tummy and won’t let me come over."
Song Yan and Lu Jinghan sat down together on the sofa: "Does Xiao Xi eat a lot every day? I heard she’s been vomiting a lot."
"Yes, she has been vomiting a lot. Now it’s just small, frequent meals every day. After she vomits, whenever she’s hungry again, we let the kitchen make her some food."
Song Yan nodded with concern: "She’s going through such a hard time; you must take good care of that girl."
"Brother, I know. Don’t worry."
Yan Xiao, whose left arm was still wrapped in a bandage, turned to look at Sister Chu Ci: "Sister Chu Ci, why is your tummy so big, and it seems like you’ve gained quite a bit of weight."
"Do you even know how to talk, kid? Why do you always say things Sister Chu Ci doesn’t want to hear?"
Manman chimed in while playing with Song Mengmeng.
"Even if Sister Chu Ci has gained some weight, she’s still the irreplaceable goddess in my heart, much prettier than you, so stop stirring things up."
"Hey, are you asking for a beating, punk? How am I not pretty?"
"Don’t you have some self-awareness?"
"Get lost, did you fall off your horse and bump your head too?"
Chu Ci was really amused by these two; they never get tired of bickering as soon as they meet.
Fu Bin and Feng Yi sat on the sofa casually chatting about work, and the entire living room was bustling with noise and excitement.
In the bedroom, Han Xi groggily opened her eyes, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash her face. Before she even walked out of the bathroom, she vomited again.
Lu Jinghan, who happened to come upstairs, saw the young girl vomiting again and gently patted her back with concern: "Feeling better?"
Han Xi straightened up and flushed the toilet: "It’s okay, has Manman and the others arrived?"
"Yes, they’re already in the living room."
Lu Jinghan raised his hand to tidy Han Xi’s somewhat disheveled hair, wiped her face with a wet towel, and then they held hands and went downstairs together.
"Sister, do you have a baby in your tummy?"
Song Mengmeng couldn’t have been happier to see Han Xi. These days, she kept pestering to come over, but Song Yan wouldn’t allow it.
Han Xi rubbed the little one’s chubby cheek: "Yes, there’s already a baby."
Lu Jinghan supported Han Xi as they sat on the sofa. Song Yan looked at the young girl’s somewhat thin face: "Why did you lose weight?"
"Don’t worry, brother. It’s just that I’ve been vomiting quite a bit lately. It might get better after a while."
Manman sat down next to Feng Yi, wrapping her arm around his: "Seeing Xiao Xi like this, I suddenly don’t want to have kids anymore."
"Please don’t do that. Look at Sister Chu Ci; she’s doing just fine. Not every pregnancy is like mine."
Han Xi was honestly afraid of scaring that girl off because of herself.
"Sister Manman, how can you, who’s not afraid of anything, be scared of having kids?" Yan Xiao suddenly chimed in.
Chu Ci laughed and nodded: "I think you should go home and have a good discussion with Feng Yi about this."
"Sir, Madam, lunch is ready." After Sister Zhang placed the dishes on the table, she came over to call them to eat.
Lu Jinghan nodded, supported Han Xi as she stood up from the sofa: "Let’s go have lunch first."