Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

"Mom, today is a happy day. Don't let others who aren't related to you down. I'll accompany you for a few rounds. Today, let's let the Second Brother and the Third Brother bleed." Ji Ting instructed the aunty at home to set up the table, and to sit by the table with her mother in her arms. She was the eldest daughter, the one who had always been the best at coaxing Luo Meihui.

Luo Meihui, Ji Ting, Su Ying, Zhan Yan and her wife just happened to be sitting together at the table. Lu Anqi was placed elegantly at the side, gracefully sitting on the leather sofa in the living room.

"Zhan Yan, when do you and Weiyang plan to have children?" Luo Meihui touched her badge and said without any warning.

"Huh?" Zhan Yan's thoughts could not keep up with the rhythm of the battle.

"We've been married for three years, yet there's no movement. Isn't she working in the hospital? Since she's free, she's going to check if there's anything wrong with her body."

Carry a grandchild next year