Li An'an's mother put down the thermos container and looked at Chun Tianle with a still somewhat uneasy expression. She nodded slightly with a smile before asking, "How's the recovery going now?"
Chun Tianle swallowed the apple in his mouth and shifted his body, looking like a well-behaved child meeting the head teacher, and respectfully replied, "Aunt, I'm much better. An'an took great care of me, so I could recover so quickly."
"Hmm..." Li An'an's mother nodded again, her gaze turned to her daughter, with a slightly reproachful tone, "You're pregnant now, shouldn't you be more careful? What did the doctor say after you fainted last time? So silly and ignorant —"
Li An'an hung onto her mother's arm playfully, "Mom, I pay attention to resting every day, I'm not overworking myself."
