Jia Qiulian smiled. "Yes, I will still marry him. He is not crazy but suddenly inspired. Every artist will have a side that ordinary people cannot understand, but I understand it."
Ordinary people...
Liang Zixuan's eyelids twitched as her hand touched her round stomach. "You two are really a perfect match!"
"Sister-in-law." Jia Qiulian looked down at Liang Zixuan's stomach. "There's still more than a month to go before you give birth, right?"
"Yes," Liang Zixuan immediately showed the happy smile of an expectant mother. "There are still 40 days left before the due date."
"40 days..." Jia Qiulian's eyes lit up with joy. "40 more days until I can hug my nephew."
"My husband has already booked a hospital. It's the best private hospital in Imperial City. He wants the doctor to examine me more thoroughly. In a while, I will stay there and wait for the time to give birth to my child."
