After finishing the meal, Ye Xinluo pulled Lan Shan outside into the courtyard for a walk.
After a few laps, Lan Shan became sluggish and sat down on the wicker chair, unwilling to move a muscle.
"You can't go on like this. It's only been a few months, and you already don't want to move. When your belly gets bigger, you'll be even less inclined to walk around."
Ye Xinluo sat down next to her and said.
"I know, but I just don't want to move." She chuckled, reaching out to hold her arm, resting her head on her shoulder, and soon couldn't help but yawn.
"When do you plan to visit your uncle and aunt?"
"The day after tomorrow." She replied with a lazy tone, looking like a cat curled up in the wicker chair.
"I don't know what my parents will say. I just feel that it won't be easy, seeing how my dad is. Do you think he might actually hit someone?"
Suddenly having a son-in-law appear, plus a granddaughter or grandson on the way, he might just die of anger from this.
