"Mom, if you have something to say, just say it. Anran isn't an outsider, behaving like this might hurt her feelings."
Mrs. Duan glanced over, "Don't give me that lip service. Come over here, I have something to tell you."
Only then did Duan Xingzhou follow her with a grin. He sat down at the end of the third-floor corridor, "Mom, what's the matter? Why do we have to talk about it outside?"
"I'm afraid your wife will be embarrassed if I say it indoors."
"Why is that?"
"Your wife is pregnant now, so you two should sleep in separate rooms. It's not appropriate for you to share a room anymore."
Although the request was understandable, Duan Xingzhou's expression still changed, "Mom, you don't need to worry about our business. Now that she's pregnant, do you really think I'd be so inconsiderate as to mess around? You really don't know your son at all."
As for sleeping in separate rooms, Duan Xingzhou was absolutely unwilling.
