(Here we go again, here we go again~)
Under the terrified gaze of Mo Jingchun and Xu Pengfei, Su Wenyan actually asked the waiter for a bowl of plain rice.
The most crucial part was, Su Wenyan actually ate it.
Burp~
Su Wenyan contentedly patted her three-month pregnant belly, reclining in her chair, not wanting to move.
"Boss, when's the next big meal, can you let me know in advance so I can prepare?"
Still in a dazed state, Mo Jingchun instinctively asked, "What kind of preparation?"
"Of course not eating beforehand."
Mo Jingchun, with a tingling scalp, didn't dare utter a sound.
It's not something else, Mo Jingchun was really worried that Su Wenyan might become the company's first workplace injury case.
What? You ask how a workplace injury can occur? Of course from overeating.
The little one in Mo Jingchun's arms stretched out its neck and widened its eyes, staring at Su Wenyan burping now and then.
It seemed like great fun.
"Waiter, the check please."
