"Sister-in-law." Wu Yingxiong called out to Qin Mei with a good-natured smile. "Sister-in-law, we were looking for you."
"Looking for me?" An uneasy feeling stirred in Qin Mei. Her gaze fell on Su Kexin. The woman's complexion was rosy; she didn't look like anything was wrong. Still, Qin Mei asked with concern, "Are you not feeling well?"
"No." Su Kexin shook her head, looking at Qin Mei as if she didn't know how to begin.
"I'll do the talking." Wu Yingxiong helped Su Kexin sit down. He turned and glanced cautiously behind him. Seeing that his mother hadn't followed, he lowered his voice and asked, "Sister-in-law, is the baby in my wife's belly a boy or a girl?"
The corner of Qin Mei's mouth twitched. 'So blunt and desperate. If he'd shown even a shred of subtlety, I might have thought a little better of him.'
'Wu Yingxiong was handsome and refined, while Su Kexin was delicate and beautiful. They were a perfect match, a pair seemingly made in heaven.'
