Jian Xi didn't want to speak initially, but since Cheng Ling had already guessed it, she admitted, "Yes, there's a little trouble."
"What kind of trouble? Haven't you and your brother-in-law handled it after being in Ice Country for so long?"
"Yes."
The color quickly drained from Cheng Ling's face.
Jian Xi held her hand, softly comforting, "Don't be afraid, it's already being handled, it just needs a bit more time."
"Sis..." Cheng Ling's tears started falling. She reversed her grip on Jian Xi's hand, choking with emotion.
"Don't cry, Little Pumpkin would be upset seeing this," Jian Xi sighed, offering her a tissue.
Cheng Ling considered Little Pumpkin like her own son, she couldn't bear for him to be upset. She hurriedly wiped away her tears, controlling her emotions, "Sis, what can I do to help you?"
"Living well is helping me," Jian Xi lovingly touched her face, "Our Ah Ling looks better with a little weight."
"Sis!"
