"Ugh—"
In the bathroom, Gu Xiaoning was throwing up again.
Aunt Gu was extremely worried, muttering, "What are we going to do? Ningning, what do you want to eat?"
"No..."
Gu Xiaoning shook her head weakly, "I don't know either."
"You silly child." Aunt Gu's tone was anxious, "You've eaten my cooking since you were small. Everyone says that when you're pregnant, you miss your mother's cooking the most. Why doesn't it work for you?"
"Mom..."
Gu Xiaoning's eyes were red, tears welling up.
"Oh dear." Aunt Gu felt heartbroken, "Don't be upset, I didn't mean to scold you."
Everyone says pregnant women are emotionally fragile, and it's absolutely true. Ningning wasn't such an easily moved girl before.
In the middle of the hassle, the doorbell rang.
Aunt Gu yelled, "Who is it?"
Worried about her daughter, she was naturally in a bad mood.
She angrily ran to open the door, but standing there was Le Zhengpeng.
"Hehe." Le Zhengpeng smiled cheekily, "Hello, mother-in-law."
