The eighth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar.
Suitable for: weddings, sacrifices, prayers for blessings, seeking offspring, traveling...
Mu Qingli and Fu Lanshen's wedding was also set for this day.
Qi Huai was already five months pregnant, and her baby bump was very noticeable.
Adrian was extremely careful, following Qi Huai whenever she went up or down the stairs.
The night before the big wedding, Qi Huai came to Mu Qingli's bedroom.
Unlike other brides substituted by proxy, Mu Qingli was exceptionally calm. The wedding would take place tomorrow, yet she sat in front of the computer handling official business, her fingers tapping on the keyboard relentlessly.
"Lili," Qi Huai walked up behind her and softly spoke.
"Mom," Mu Qingli turned her head and helped Qi Huai to sit down.
Qi Huai laughed and said, "It's just a pregnancy. You all worry as if I were an old lady who couldn't fend for herself."
