Xu Meng got out of the car and knocked on the courtyard door.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was eating at the moment. She had a poor appetite and vomited earlier this morning. Song Moting, worried she'd be hungry, prepared some sour and spicy soup for her.
He learned this from his mother-in-law.
His mother-in-law said this soup is perfect for pregnant women.
Upon seeing the Wu family couple arrive with three strangers behind them, they welcomed them into the house.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, Xiaoxiao is eating right now; she'll be here shortly."
Wu Pingjing knew of Song Moting's background and the grievances between them and the Song family, but it wasn't possible to hold a grudge now.
Wu Pingxuan's face showed discontent.
Too pretentious, isn't it!
A nineteen-year-old girl facing the Wu family — their grandparents, and the Wu family full of medical elites; each one is someone others would chase after eagerly.
Does she still dare to put on airs like this?
