"Anya, how much did Xiaoxiao weigh at this age? You say Apple is headed towards becoming a chubby girl, what should we do then?"
Jiayi helplessly pinched Apple's fair cheeks, thinking this little guy must have been quite domineering in the womb, taking plenty of food from her brother.
"Even if my goddaughter Liang Anya becomes a chubby girl, so what? Are you worried she won't have any suitors? Ridiculous." Liang Anya scoffed lightly, seeing Jiayi preparing to breastfeed, she estimated it would take some time, so she walked out of the hospital room to slice some fruits in the break room.
Just as she came out with a fruit plate, she heard a tentative voice behind her:
"Hey... Anya? Is it Anya?"
She turned around and saw a young man about her age, also Chinese, well-mannered, suddenly exclaiming joyfully:
"... Mo Senior?"
The young man in front was Mo Zihan, Liang Anya's schoolmate from her study days in Italy, a year above her.
