Not only was she busier than him, but she was also becoming more and more dazzling. This time, he actually saw someone sending flowers to his wife.
This immediately triggered the alarm in his heart.
When Zhou Yunjie called, he was clinging to his wife and asking her who the person who sent her flowers was.
When he picked up the phone, Qu Yaobing cursed under his breath. Which little idiot was so blind that he dared interrupt him. "Hello, who is it? Who are you?"
Before Qu Yaobing could finish his grumbling, Zhou Yunjie's words on the other end of the phone silenced him. "Uncle, our little miss is giving birth."
"What? Meng'er is going into labor? Isn't she not due yet?" Qu Yaobing's voice was not soft, and he managed to attract Murong Ying and Qu Haoxiang who happened to be at home today.
"Meng'er is going into labor?" Murong Ying and Qu Haoxiang asked at the same time.
