Cheng Su looked at him with a sad face, feeling a bit uneasy herself. But asking her to live with her mother-in-law for ten months—two generations, especially given the many frictions they’ve had—would it be nurturing the pregnancy or making herself uncomfortable?
"Susu, you can’t manage on your own. You have to cook and do household chores, laundry and all that. It’s exhausting. If they come, it’ll be easier for you!" Qi Taiguo said.
Cheng Su laughed, "Look at Chunhua and the others, who’s not doing the same when pregnant? Hualing is even working at the hospital. When it’s my turn, why am I so delicate? Besides, aren’t you here? You have missions, but you won’t be gone for a whole year, right?"
"That’s true, but how can it be compared to Chunhua and them? Your health isn’t good, and before..." Qi Taiguo stopped, cautiously looking at her.
Cheng Su had already understood his meaning. He was merely saying she had miscarried before, her body was not like those who hadn’t gone through any issues.
Her face dimmed, gently sweeping her belly back and forth, saying, "You know, I don’t get along with your mom, and we are two generations apart, with different thoughts. I want to be comfortable during my pregnancy."
Qi Taiguo’s brows furrowed into the shape of a river.
"Then call your mom!"
Cheng Su said, "Call my mom, not your mom, only she’d probably wonder if I was being dismissive of her! Why bother, we can call her when I’m seven or eight months along!"
She looked at him longingly.
Qi Taiguo’s heart softened and he conceded: "Alright, let’s not talk about this now." After pausing for a moment, he still felt a bit unsettled, grumbling, "You, why are you so stubborn!"


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