Shen Yijia had already said everything. What else could Ji Luo say?
Moreover, she was not really angry with Shen Yijia. Her heart just ached too much.
As if reading her mind, Shen Yijia said seriously, "Mother, look, I'm fine now. There's a saying that if you survive a disaster, you'll definitely have good fortune in the future. Mother, just wait to enjoy the blessings of me and my husband in the future."
Ji Luo was caught between laughter and tears at her interruption. She tapped her forehead with his finger. "I don't ask for anything else. I just hope that you and Ah Chen can be free of illnesses and disasters in the future."
Thinking of something, she pouted. "It would be even better if I could carry my grandson earlier."
Shen Yijia blinked and patted Ji Luo's shoulder confidently. "I'll satisfy you."
Ji Luo was speechless.
Could it be that she was already pregnant?
