The atmosphere inside the private room beca sowhat strange since Bai Yiran arrived, and everyone had to keep an eye on both Leng Liewei and Bai Yiran’s expressions.
The dishes at Ming Xuan are always exquisite and delicious, and it was rare for Bai Yiran not to have any vomiting reaction to this table of food. Even if there were so tastes she couldn’t stand occasionally, she could suppress the churning feeling in her stomach, showing nothing on the surface.
After all, Bai Yiran was just a companion. Most of the people here she only t because of attending parties with Leng Yichen, and truly familiar faces were none. Moreover, their ages were generally older, and almost everyone was talking around Leng Liewei. Except when asked, she would politely respond, and other tis, Bai Yiran didn’t speak and didn’t eat much, only sipping soup.
However, there was soone at the table who was not unlike her in age. Five seats away from her sat a young woman, who appeared sowhat shy, dressed in a high-end tailored suit with straight hair hanging down her shoulders, eating carefully as if afraid of dirtying her clothes.
Noticing Bai Yiran watching her, the young woman felt awkward at first, then smiled and nodded at Bai Yiran.
That was when Bai Yiran noticed the woman’s high, swollen belly, realizing that she was pregnant.
After a few rounds of drinks, everyone had eaten enough and began chatting.
Luna discreetly signaled to a middle-aged noblewoman beside the pregnant woman, who understood and nodded before starting to speak with a smile, "Well, President’s wife..."
Bai Yiran was taken aback; was the President’s wife referring to her? She looked up to see the noblewoman whom she recalled was the wife of a shareholder of Huai International, soone she’d seen at parties before. Her husband’s surna was Xu, holding little equity at Huai International and having no actual position, rely receiving dividends.
"You’d better call Yiran."
Mrs. Xu was surprised, then smiled and said, "Alright, Yiran." Pointing at the pregnant woman beside her, "She’s my daughter-in-law, nad Xiao Ling."
"Oh, hello Xiao Ling." Bai Yiran greeted politely.
"Hello..." Xiao Ling seed a bit timid, her eyes flickering while greeting Bai Yiran.
The sound of won introducing themselves successfully caught the attention of others at the table, and they all turned to look.
Luna wanted just this effect, smilingly looking at Xiao Ling, "Oh dear, your belly is so big! How many months now?"
Xiao Ling awkwardly covered her belly with her hands but answered honestly, "Seven months."
Bai Yiran’s eyes moved between Luna, Xiao Ling, and Mrs. Xu, feeling that their imminent conversation would lean against her disadvantage.
"It’s already seven months!" Luna purposely raised her voice, turning to Bai Yiran’s flat stomach with a look of envy and said, "Mrs. Xu, I really envy you. Your daughter-in-law is already seven months pregnant! Look at our Yiran, her belly is still as flat as a young girl’s, with no sign at all..." As she spoke, Luna deliberately sighed with a regretful expression.
Bai Yiran watched Luna’s facade of maturity and sneered internally. She knew Luna wouldn’t let her attend such a gathering for no reason; when sothing unusual happens, it must be scheming, clearly waiting to set her up here.
Luna successfully extrapolated the topic from won greeting each other to the realm of childbirth, and Leng Liewei’s face had turned extrely unpleasant, his expression towards Bai Yiran showing a wish for her imdiate disappearance.
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