He was about to become a dad.
These past few days, Qin Guanglin walked with his head held high, exuded confidence, and found everything pleasing to the eye.
He too had this day.
"Is she pregnant?"
Qin's Mom's lips trembled with excitement, ignoring Qin Guanglin's smug expression. She turned to He Fang to confirm, "Is she pregnant?"
"Mm, just found out yesterday." He Fang didn't carry herself with the same air as Qin Guanglin, but rather glanced down shyly, her hand gently touching her belly as she responded.
"Good, good..."
Qin's Mom rubbed her hands on her thighs, at first only able to utter 'good' repeatedly. After a moment of silence, she suddenly slapped Qin Guanglin's back, "Go cook! Waiting for He Fang to do it?"
"We can do it; it's not so critical this early on..."
