"Sure," Shen Qianyu said, "Sister-in-law, make sure to get plenty of rest, take good care of my nephew, and call me if anything comes up."
Ye Qingci chuckled in response and hung up the phone.
After playing with the parrot for a while, the butler hurried over, "Young Madam, we've bought everything you asked for."
"Great," Ye Qingci stood up, "thank you for your hard work. I'll go take a look."
Ye Qingci turned around and headed towards the living room.
The butler followed her, worriedly asking, "Young Madam, are you sure you want to do it yourself? You're pregnant! The little young master's due date is approaching, what if... Oh, knock on wood!"
The butler spat superstitiously a few times before continuing, "Young Madam, we have so many chefs here, can't you just tell them what you want to be made? Why must you do it yourself?"
