Hearing this, Shen Weimin looked panicked as he snatched at the items, hissing, "Mom, my dearest mom, you have to save some for your son! I already promised our Anan a red dress and a red padded jacket.
You absolutely cannot give it to your second daughter-in-law." Now was the perfect chance, while that little menace was still in its mother's womb, to take this out and give it to his older niece. "That one's a boy, anyway."
'And how would you know? A boy, really.' He Peiyin reluctantly conceded. She swatted his hand away and chided him in a hushed voice, "What's the rush?"
'Who's rushing?'
A flicker of a smile crossed Shen Weimin's eyes, but he put on an aggrieved expression. "I must not be your real son. Whenever Second Brother asks you for anything, how come you give him everything?"
