Mrs. Li said with a smile, "It's quite an eye-opener once again, Mr. Mo truly dotes on the young mistress."
As she spoke, several women followed behind her, addressing each other as Mrs. Li's nieces.
There were three in total: one with a prominent belly and the other two were younger, both glancing constantly at Chen Qianmo.
Mrs. Li continued with a smile, "My eldest niece here is already five or six months pregnant. These two younger nieces, well, they haven't married yet. Oh… I'm truly sorry, one shouldn't discuss shortness in front of a dwarf, I shouldn't bring up pregnancy matters in front of the young mistress."
Yan Qingruo smiled, "It doesn't matter to me."
Mrs. Li sized up Yan Qingruo, seeing her smile seemed genuinely heartfelt, uncertain if she was sincere, she said, "It was indeed rude of me, fully aware of the young mistress's circumstance, I spoke of my niece's pregnancy before you… Really, I hope Mr. Mo won't hold it against me."