For a moment, Wang Qiushuang only knew to express her gratitude, then she pulled out a pink-shelled egg from her pocket and said, "Here, for you to eat. I'm heading off now."
Wang Qiushuang pushed the egg into Yi Roujing's hand and quickly ran downstairs.
When Wang Qiushuang returned to the workers' quarters, she immediately sensed that the atmosphere was different from usual. Hupozi had a gloomy face, Ding Jianshe looked a bit lost, and her daughter was sitting on the bed, her face streaked with tears, with a bump on her head.
"What happened to Niuniu, did she fall?" Wang Qiushuang felt a bit distressed. After all, she was her flesh and blood.
"What's the point of pampering a girl so much? She cried just because of a fall. I even specially took her to the Department Store for a stroll," Hupozi murmured, "Hu Ailing has already given birth to a big chubby boy."
