Lin Xiuxiang looked at how well Qiao Jing understood pregnancy products, her gaze fell on the other's belly as she began jokingly.
"Qiao Qiao, tell me the truth, you are always sleepy, always craving sour foods, and you know even more about pregnancy products than I do as a pregnant woman—could it be that you are pregnant too?"
Qiao Jing was briefly stunned; actually, she had thought about sharing her own pregnancy news with Lin Xiuxiang just before.
But she was interrupted.
It seemed it was better for her to bring it up proactively.
Lin Xiuxiang noticed Qiao Jing's momentary pause, and her smile immediately froze as she shifted her gaze back to Qiao Jing's belly.
She blinked bewilderedly, looked at Qiao Jing, then back at her belly.
After going back and forth a few times, a realization suddenly connected the dots in her mind.
Her eyes widened in disbelief, her voice uncontrollably rising considerably.
"No way?! Qiao Qiao, are you really pregnant?!"