Fearing that Sister-in-law Feng would ask more questions, Zhang Guilan turned around and left with the fish.
Sister-in-law Feng's words were already on the tip of her tongue, but there was no chance to speak them now. Watching Zhang Guilan's pregnant belly move briskly away, she sneered.
Lin Chuxia must have warned her beforehand, otherwise why would she run off?
Just look at them, do they seem like the farming type at all?
Her gaze fell back on the pregnant belly that became obvious as Zhang Guilan turned around.
It looks like she's about to give birth, isn't she?
A sister-in-law who's about to give birth living at her brother-in-law's house?
Sister-in-law Feng thought of a possibility. As soon as Feng Dajun finished work, she couldn't wait to share it with him.
When Feng Dajun heard that she was gossiping about someone else again, he frowned in distaste.
