"..."
Tang Yuran looked at her mother somewhat speechlessly. She wanted to continue saying something, but Gu Yu wrapped his arm around her shoulder and dragged her out.
Back in the living room, Qin Yiyi looked at Tang Yuran with a concerned expression and asked, "Youyou, I heard you already vomited eight times today??"
"Yeah," Tang Yuran immediately had a look of utter despair as she sat down beside Qin Yiyi, tilting her head back and collapsing on the sofa, saying, "I feel like I want to die from all the vomiting."
"I've heard that if the vomiting is this severe, it's usually a boy," Qin Yiyi blinked and asked Tang Yuran, "Do you two want a boy or a girl??"
"Ah?" Tang Yuran was taken aback, then shook her head, "I haven't thought about that yet."
After thinking for a moment, she then turned her head towards Gu Yu and asked, "Do you want a boy or a girl?"
