Mu Zhirou immediately said, "Mom, I'm fine. You should go back, I already said it's fine."
"How can that be? You're carrying the He family's flesh and blood. What if something happens? That wouldn't be okay."
"Mom, there are plenty of aunties here. Why do you keep coming every day if there's nothing to do?"
"What's wrong with having more aunties? They're just nannies, not their own child. Can they treat you as well as your own mother? I'm here to bring you some food. Look, these are all your childhood favorites. Don't you love these chive pockets?"
"Alright, Mom..."
Mother Mu looked like she was about to cry.
"You ungrateful girl, you used to say I wasn't good to you. Now that I am, you complain about me. Is there nothing I do that pleases you?"
"No, Mom, I never said that..."
Mu Zhirou lifted her head to look at He Ziming.
He was checking his watch.
Mu Zhirou said, "You should go get busy."
