Gu Qiangwei couldn't help but burst into laughter.
She finally understood what he meant by "rest."
Holding her hand, they walked towards the sofa. "He won't do it, he's just trying to scare you. He won't really throw Sister from the 18th floor."
"Really?" The little one tilted his head, half-doubting.
"Of course!"
Nangong Xi glanced at Qin Sijue, "You wouldn't really throw me, right?"
Qin Sijue raised an eyebrow, "Well, that's uncertain."
"..."
Gu Qiangwei couldn't help but smack him lightly!
At that moment, hearing their voices, Tang Yuyan, who had just finished preparing a meal in the kitchen, came out to see them both enjoying themselves. "Weiwei, you've arrived."
Gu Qiangwei turned her head, "Mom."
Just as she was about to get up, she was quickly pushed back down onto the sofa by Tang Yuyan, who rushed over, "This is your home, no need to be so formal. You're pregnant now, just sit down."
