Mo Chuxi discharged Yan Xinxin from the hospital.
Back at Mo Manor, she naturally became the focus of attention and protection.
Yan Xinxin didn't feel bashful; she was well aware of her current situation.
Giving birth prematurely is no joke.
If luck is good, both mother and child are safe.
If luck is bad... both adult and child could be lost.
At this moment, Yan Xinxin sat in front of the dining table, surrounded by various kinds of stews.
"Saozi, I got up at five in the morning to make this pigeon soup for you!"
"Xinxin, Mom also made bird's nest for you. Mom personally picked out the impurities to ensure it's clean!"
"Granddaughter-in-law, it's not easy being pregnant with this baby. I specially got a message from Charlo Castle with tips to protect the pregnancy. Look at it when you have time and do more physical prevention."
Listening to the concerned words from the three generations of women in the family, Yan Xinxin felt deeply warmed.
