On the way back in the car, the atmosphere was lively, and with the endless chattering of the two little kids, it felt exceptionally boisterous.
"Let's drive home first, and then go to the prenatal check-up later," the elderly lady half-explained, half-declared.
Today happened to be Xiaoling's prenatal check-up, hence the comment.
Xiaoling smiled lightly with understanding and nodded. "Of course, Weiyi and the others just got off the plane; they need to rest. Besides, my check-up isn't urgent, so don't worry."
Her thoughtfulness and sense of understanding naturally made the Xu family's old matriarch immensely satisfied.
But the thought of her son, who hadn't returned to the old house in almost half a year, left the matriarch visibly distressed.
The only issue now was the irreconcilable tension between her son and Xiaoling.
Wishing them to live as an ordinary married couple seemed increasingly unlikely.
