Zhuo Xiangqiao rubbed Lin Yue's hair vigorously and said with a smile, "Have you been upset about this all day?"
He wrapped his arm around Lin Yue and said, "We aren't Liu Man; we won't raise another Lin Yao. Besides, even if things are tough, we still have Mom and Dad to help out. With their assistance, you don't have to worry about the little one in your belly growing up wrong."
Recently, as the months of her pregnancy progressed, Lin Yue found herself prone to overthinking even the smallest matters.
Finally soothed by Zhuo Xiangqiao, Lin Yue began to feel hungry. Hearing the rumbling from her stomach, Zhuo Xiangqiao smiled, picked her up, and headed downstairs.
Zhuo Jianzhang glanced at Lin Yue and Zhuo Xiangqiao as they descended the stairs and said gravely, "Yueyue, the Lin Family has sent word that tomorrow is your dad's birthday, and they've invited some people over to gather."
