Aunt Shen felt completely flustered at this moment. Was that 'Wuhu~' serious?
The three of them were sitting on the sofa, looking at each other in bewilderment. Su Qing had a headache while looking at her mom Zhou Hui, who was excitedly eyeing Shen Yi, and occasionally glancing at Shen Yi's belly.
As for Aunt Shen, she was sitting upright on the other end of the sofa like a quail, clutching the hem of her clothes, sometimes tidying up her clothes or smoothing her hair without saying a word, her head lowered.
The blush on her face never faded, and most importantly, the look in her eyes was filled with unease and more so, a kind of nervousness.
She had already figured out the identity of the woman before her. Although she looked quite young and her aura was lively, she was indeed Su Qing's mother.
However, Zhou Hui didn't seem like a mom at all; her aura was too vivacious, apparently very enthusiastic.
Especially under her gaze, Shen Yi felt slightly embarrassed.
