"Jia Ming is being so overprotective. Gu'er isn't a child, yet he's always helping her along. You wouldn't even need to dote on a pampered young lady like that. Watch out, or you'll spoil her."
Wei Hong muttered sourly from the side. 'We're both women, so why does Jia Ming treat Gu'er like a treasure while I'm just a weed?'
Gu'er ignored her, but Cao Qiu frowned as she watched Gu'er and Jia Ming. Although Jia Ming had always been good to Gu'er—her younger son was especially doting on his wife—he had never been like this in front of everyone before. 'Could Gu'er be unwell? No, that doesn't seem right. If she were really sick, my mother-in-law would have said something. But neither she nor Jia Ming has mentioned anything. It was only after I asked Gu'er that Jia Ming started acting this way.' Suddenly, a possibility occurred to Cao Qiu.
"Gu'er, are you… expecting?"
Cao Qiu asked anxiously.
"Expecting what?"
Wei Hong didn't get it at first.
"Ah, no."
