"Xiao Su, help her to Zimo's room to rest for a bit."
As Leng Lin gave the order, Xiao Su hurriedly supported Luo Xiaoqian's arm, assisting her upstairs.
Standing in the living room and watching the two figures climb the stairs, the corners of Leng Lin's lips uncontrollably curled upwards.
He had been somewhat skeptical when he heard from Leng Zirui that Luo Xiaoqian was pregnant, but witnessing her behavior now, he had come to believe that Leng Zirui's words were not a deception.
"Old Leng?" Aunt Su came upstairs, "Are we really not going to call a doctor?"
"No need," Leng Lin said with a smile, shaking his head, "Go make some light soup for her, she might be averse to greasy smells now that she's pregnant. Use less oil..."
