Mr. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao looked again at Mr. and Mrs. Meng Jiang, both choosing silence.
What could they say?
Regardless of whether it's tonight or the next few days, Meng Jingyi's belly can't wait.
"It's really true?" Mrs. Xiao laughed, her eyes immediately reddening, "Thank heavens, thank heavens."
"Good, you boy, you're like me."
Mr. Xiao was also extremely excited. Their family only has Xiao Heng as a son. For years, they've seen him indifferent, which has made them, as parents, anxious. Now that Meng Jingyi is carrying the Xiao family's flesh and blood, soon they'll be able to hold a golden grandchild. How could he not be happy?
The friends present exchanged puzzled looks, Madam Tang's mouth even twitched: My goodness, it's really a joyous event?
Zhu Zhu laughed heartily, "Boss, you're really something."
