When her son was about to get his marriage certificate with Wen Xian, she said Wen Xian should already be pregnant.
She was so happy and excited back then, always thinking she was pregnant, only to eventually realize after such a long stay that Wen Xian might not be pregnant, but rather had been suffering from a stomach ailnt during that period.
To tell the truth, to say she wasn’t disappointed then would be a lie, she longed to hold a grandson or a granddaughter so much it hurt.
The neighbor’s little girl was already about to start kindergarten.
But now...
Lu Xiao’s mother let out a soft sigh and then slowly said to Lu Xiao with resignation:
"Actually, I knew Xiaoxian wasn’t pregnant. Although your father and I are sowhat disappointed, this kind of thing can’t be rushed. Both of you are still young, and your father and I won’t pressure you, so making so nutritious things for you is only natural, but there’s no need to specifically say it’s for a pregnant woman..."
That would just be causing us, at our age, to have our moods go up and down for no reason.
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiao: "..."
His clear eyes shimred slightly as he looked toward his mother, who had turned back to her busy work.
Lu Xiao’s mother shook her head again with resignation. Really, this child, causing her heart to race over sothing so unsubstantial, and he isn’t even ashad!
Lu Xiao wanted to say sothing but then hesitated.
Because he rembered Wen Xian saying she wanted to give their parents a gift before they ca back, so on the drive ho, they stopped by a maternity and baby store.
Lu Xiao then left.
By evening, it was ti for dinner.
Lu Xiao’s mother and the nanny had prepared a whole table full of delicious dishes.
When Wen Xian groggily woke up, she felt sothing tickling her cheek and neck. She squinted open her sleepy eyes and saw Lu Xiao bending over her, propping one hand by her head, tenderly kissing her.
He said, "Hungry, aren’t you? Co and eat sothing."
As soon as he spoke, Wen Xian’s stomach started to rumble loudly, her face flushed with embarrassnt, and she quickly covered her eyes with her hand.
"You go on ahead, rember to take out the gift for mom and dad," she said.
Then she threw off the covers, got out of bed, and started to get ready.
Lu Xiao, on the other hand, took out a neatly wrapped gift box the size of a laptop.
It had to be said, compared to what Wen Xian did, he really was too drab and boring.
He couldn’t think of these things at all.
When Wen Xian and Lu Xiao ca out from the east wing, Lu Xiao was carrying the gift box.
Wen Xian, dressed in a white, loose-fitting shirt with casual elegance, wore a retro green long skirt and a pair of booties below. Her slightly curled long hair cascaded down, making her stunningly beautiful.
As they entered the main hall, the table had just been set with dishes.
Lu Xiao’s father was drinking tea on the sofa. When he saw the couple co in, especially when Wen Xian called him "Dad" with a smile, the normally stern old cadre’s gaze softened considerably.
"Sit down and eat, your trip must have been exhausting," said Lu Xiao’s father.
Lu Xiao’s mother had co out by then, and seeing them, Wen Xian smiled sweetly and said, "Dad, Mom, we’ve brought you a gift from our trip."
With that, she handed the beautiful gift box to Lu Xiao’s father and mother, seated in front of the sofa.
Lu Xiao’s mother, eyeing the exquisite box, exclaid:
"There’s no need for all this among family. Your father and I don’t need anything, and you’re both so busy, there’s no need for gifts."
Unexpectedly, just after she spoke, Lu Xiao said, "No, you’re missing sothing."
"Nonsense!"
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