Jiang Yao's ears turned red. After finishing the soup, she scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed. "Did I drink too much?"
"That's nothing. "
"Back when Old Madam Liang was pregnant with our son, I drank even more." Old Master Liang laughed. Then he said, "I drank it in one gulp too."
Even Liang Yueze burst out laughing. That was the first time he thought Old Master Liang was funny.
Jiang Yao was pregnant. Old Master Liang compared himself to a pregnant woman like Jiang Yao. She probably did not feel consoled.
"The meat here is delicious; they're fresh and have no weird smell." Old Master Liang knew why everyone laughed. He might have looked solemn most of the time, but he could be open-minded too sometimes.
"It's been a long time since I've seen you eat so well." Lu Xingzhi was happy about that. "Is your morning sickness better?"