Tang Si smiled lightly, pressing his lips together: "Please have a seat."
"Alright, alright." Song Yi's mother nodded with a smile.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Song Yi's mother lowered her head and played with her phone. The man in the kitchen suddenly emerged, and she looked up.
"Mom, I'm going out for a while. If Song Yi wakes up, please warm the meal. I've already prepared it for you."
Song Yi's mother put away her phone and looked at Tang Si: "It's so late, where are you going?"
Tang Si chuckled: "Meeting a friend, I might be back in the morning."
...
Song Yi indeed woke up on time, but this time, no one was there to drape a coat over her as she got out of bed.
She struggled to move, fumbling to get off the bed.
Her entire body felt terribly uncomfortable.
Being pregnant is so tough, it shackled her free spirit.
"Awake?" Song Yi's mother pushed the door open and saw Song Yi just getting off the bed.
"Uh huh." Song Yi smiled slowly: "Mom, where's my husband?"
