Drizzling rain, soft and gentle.
Mingzhu placed her son beside her on the couch and carefully read Yueyao's letter. After finishing, Mingzhu smiled and said, "Old Master, Yueyao is pregnant, and it's been more than three months already."
Niu Yanghui wasn't surprised. Yueyao and her husband were deeply affectionate, so pregnancy wasn't unexpected.
Mingzhu murmured to herself, "This time Yueyao must have a daughter, then we can become in-laws." Yueyao had already indicated to Mingzhu that Kexin wasn't suited to marry into the Niu family. Mingzhu was a bit troubled, but she knew Yueyao was right; after all, Kexin almost got engaged to Little Bun, and suggesting she marry the younger brother wasn't quite appropriate, so she had to give up on the idea. But if Yueyao has another daughter, then this worry would no longer exist.
