"My health is fine, you don't need to worry," Old Sir Qin felt quite appreciated by the concern of his granddaughter-in-law.
"Come, don't just stand there, sit down!"
"My dear, let's sit over there," Qin Ye pointed to some empty seats not far away.
Rong Yan nodded her head, "Okay."
Of course, Qin Mei had to sit next to her sister-in-law.
Initially, Qin Zhen was fine; he just quietly listened to their conversation.
But after Old Sir Qin stood up and left, he began to boast again.
"Qin Ye, let me tell you, when my daughter is born, you can be an uncle... Excited, huh?"
Qin Ye: ...
Whether he would be excited later was not the point, but Qin Zhen was clearly overexcited now.
"Qin Ye, when my daughter comes, I will definitely..." He just rambled on endlessly.
Rong Yan, seeing that he showed no signs of stopping, really couldn't listen anymore.
If she let him go on... He could probably talk for three days and nights without stopping.
"What if it's a son?"
