"Don't think nonsense, and besides, I think you're just fine as you are." Zhou Shengting knew what she was thinking just by looking at her.
Bai Lan snorted and ignored him.
Their days passed uneventfully but were very warm, except occasionally Zhou's mother would call to sneer a few remarks.
Bai Lan listened, but did not retort.
Regarding the pregnancy, she and Zhou Shengting had reached a consensus to not tell Zhou's parents for now.
It was still the early stages of pregnancy, actually still unstable, so who knew what might happen?
Especially considering her poor health, thinking about this made Bai Lan somewhat uneasy.
That day, Zhou's mother once again called, roughly meaning that Zhou's father was turning 65 and planned to hold a banquet at a hotel.
Since Bai Lan was closer to the phone, she picked it up.
"Mom, I understand," Bai Lan responded.
Once Zhou's mother heard her voice, her tone immediately turned cold, "Is Shengting at home? Let him take the phone."