Yu Jingchen revealed a helpless smile, knowing that this woman loves eating the most.
Only by giving her food, can all problems be solved.
An Ning gently stroked her belly and said to the child inside, "Baby, do you know? Mom ate a lot of apples for you, and my teeth are getting sore. But there's no choice, everyone says if mom eats a lot of apples, the baby's skin will be fairer when they grow up. Mom just wants you to be prettier, that's why I've eaten so much. You must remember, I'm not eating because I like it. I clearly don't like it, but for you, I'm making myself eat. So when you grow up, you must remember that mom sacrificed her figure for you."
Yu Jingchen couldn't help but laugh after listening.
An Ning looked over, glaring fiercely and asked, "Uncle, why are you laughing? Do you have a different opinion?"
"Oh... was I laughing? I didn't notice!" he said, looking baffled.
An Ning cast an even fiercer look at him.
