rd words, her small face flushed red all at once.She wanted to explain, "No...Mom, we...we didn't..."Mo Caijing gave her hand a knowing, ambiguous pat and turned to instruct the housekeeper to prepare...ionBut he didn't point it out, instead shifting his gaze to the ultrasound photo.Looking at the photo of the child, who was only about two-thirds the size of his fist, he thought of how the child woul...
Chapter 1237: Shuangsheng's Wedding (4)