Wei Anning hung up the phone, originally wanting to ask about Gong Ting's situation, but the look in a certain person's eyes felt like a sharp thorn on her back. If she really asked, she feared someone would get jealous again.
As her belly grew heavier, this person became pettier, not only competing for affection with Wei Chenchen at any moment but also feeling neglected whenever she told bedtime stories to the three little babies inside her belly.
She turned her head, just in time to meet a certain someone's deep gaze. She helplessly spread her hands, as if to say she hadn't asked anything.
Leng Youchen put down the blocks in his hand, letting Wei Chenchen play by himself. He got up and walked toward Wei Anning. Wei Chenchen pouted; they were going to stick together again. Sigh, had they ever considered his feelings?
Being a thousand-watt lightbulb, he was quite helpless too.
