Jiang Yu raised the belt and Ji Guomin thought that she was going to whip Tong Manyun.
He rushed over and said, "Don't hit my son!"
It wasn't until after Jiang Yu's whip had fallen to the floor that Ji Guomin let out a cold snort and said, "At least you know what's good for you. If you hurt my son, I won't let you off!"
He was clearly just protecting his son, but in Tong Manyun's ears, it automatically turned into Ji Guomin being concerned for her.
She said gently, "Hubby, don't worry. My son is fine. He is strong and healthy in my stomach. A few days ago, the doctor said that my son is developing very well. When he is born, he will definitely be a fat and fair baby boy!"
"That's good, that's good."
Ji Guomin smiled happily. However, when he saw the expressionless Jiang Yu and the conflicted Ji Churan, his face immediately fell.
"You hit me. We haven't settled the score yet! Honey, keep an eye on her, don't let her leave!"
