Jiang Xiaonan picked up the phone and dialed Zuo Mufeng's number.
At this time, in the Zhuo Family, Zuo Mufeng had just coaxed Tang Han to finish breakfast.
Now that Tang Han is pregnant, she's becoming more and more particular with her food.
Fortunately, her morning sickness has improved, and she has a decent appetite now.
Hearing the phone ring, he walked to the side with his cellphone, "Hey, Xiao Nan, what's up?"
Zuo Mufeng heard the tearful tone in Jiang Xiaonan's voice. After listening to her, his brows furrowed, "Xiao Nan, don't worry, it's probably nothing serious. I'll come over and take a look now."
After hanging up, he walked over to the sofa, "Baby, Gu Moyang got a little hurt, let me go see him. I'll be back before noon to have lunch with you."
"Go ahead, I'm not that delicate."
After saying this, Tang Han took another small piece of apple.
It's winter now, and it snowed outside, so Zuo Mufeng is very strict with her, not letting her go out.
