Pushing the Blame

His tone was full of reproach.

Xiao Baoxin knew that returning to the residence was unavoidable. After all, she was pregnant with the Xie family's golden grandson. She knew very well how much the Xie family treasured this 'zhen'.

She was mentally prepared and smiled from beginning to end.

"Yes, mother, I was too rash. You made mother worry for me."

"Mother, quickly sit down. I knew I did something wrong. Mother is not wrong. You can't be angry because of me…I even asked the maid to prepare jujube tea for Mother, Mother's favorite."

He helped Lady Yuan sit on the couch and called for the maid to serve tea.

It had to be said that her preparations in advance really came in handy. When Madam Yuan saw that she was still smiling and not at all unhappy, and that she did not even have the intention to rely on her big belly, the anger in her heart was reduced by half.