"We'll talk after the check-up at the hospital." Gu's mother pressed her temples and just as she finished speaking, her glance swept to Mengmeng's slightly bulging belly.
"How did you manage to feed a perfectly good girl until she's this fat?"
Gu's mother reached out to touch it while casting an irritable glance at Gu Zhihan.
Gu Zhihan looked innocent.
Could he really stop his wife from eating what she wanted during the usual days?
Just when he felt helpless, he heard his mother's exclamation, "No, wait..."
Gu Zhihan looked up just in time to see his mother retract her hand from Mengmeng's belly, then reach out to check her pulse.
"What are you doing?" Gu Zhihan frowned at her.
"Stop bothering me!" After rolling her eyes at him, his mother began to take Luo Mengmeng's pulse with a grave expression.
Gu Zhihan: "..."
He just wanted to say, when did you start practicing traditional medicine?
