Shen Qiuyun was obviously looking down on her husband's family, and since the Shen Family only had this one daughter, Ji Ying couldn't help but worry that, in the future, Xu Zhihao might as well be considered as marrying into the Shen Family.
Zhiyuan and Jiaojiao were also proud people—if Uncle Xu's family really faced trouble, they'd definitely run faster than a rabbit.
"Let's not talk about this, sis."
Ji Ying changed the subject. When it came to the Xu Family, from her initial anger, she could now face it with a calm heart.
"I heard your Xiaohe is pregnant?" Xiong Xihua congratulated her with a smile. "By next autumn, you'll be holding your grandchild."
"Grandson or granddaughter, either is good."
Just talking about it made Ji Ying's eyes crinkle with joy. She didn't have a preference for boys over girls. As long as it was Nianji's child, boy or girl, she'd love them all the same.
