"Mm." Song Weiyi's expression remained unchanged as she casually nodded her head.
"You're lucky. How old is your child? I wonder if there will be a chance to meet them?" Lin Miaoyu continued.
"A few months old."
Song Weiyi remained tight-lipped about the so-called opportunity Lin Miaoyu was hinting at.
Caught between Lin Miaoyu and Zhao Mengmeng, Song Weiyi's heart naturally tilted towards Zhao Mengmeng.
What was Lin Miaoyu's intention in coming at this time?
Could it really be that she had the idea of winning back her little uncle?
"Knock knock knock..." There came a series of knocks from outside.
Song Weiyi came back to her senses and called out for them to come in.
It was the caregiver arranged by the hospital.
Her expression relaxed as the caregiver greeted Song Weiyi, "Miss Song, I'm here to give Mr. Pei a sponge bath."
Such matters were inconvenient for Song Weiyi and Pei Yifei, so they had to trouble the caregiver.
