"Is that so?" Yangyang was somewhat disbelieving.
"Of course, it is." Deceiving a child is effortless.
Yangyang nodded thoughtfully but suddenly said, "Auntie, are you actually afraid I won't wait for your daughter, right?"
"...Do I have that intention?" Dongyang was taken aback.
"That's exactly what you mean." Yangyang nodded shrewdly and then seriously said to Dongyang, "Auntie, please tell my wife that I'm willing to wait for her, oh, and by the way, tell her to come out quickly, or else I'm really afraid I won't be able to resist agreeing to Uncle Shaofeng's offer."
"Alright, alright, I got it," Dongyang said, seeing his earnest expression and not having the heart to tell him that, child, whether Auntie can give birth to a daughter is still a question.
"Xiaxia, your mother is here." While Yang Chuxia and Dongyang were speaking, Ms. Wang led a group of people in.
Yang Chuxia saw that quite a few were from the town and hurriedly invited them to sit down.
