"Changqing, what are you looking at?" Shen Lu moved over curiously.
"At the puppies born to a Labrador and Husky," Changqing said dejectedly. "They look weird."
Yan Lei rolled his eyes at her. "I doubt you're so concerned about the one in your womb."
Changqing raised her brows and said proudly, "I'm pretty and Chuchu is handsome. No matter what, the child will look good."
"Changqing, I wonder who was the one who kept quarreling with Chuchu." Yan Lei found her funny. He switched channels on the TV.
About an hour later, Song Chuyi sent her a text: The vet said Lolita is pregnant.
Changqing was so happy she couldn't stop smiling.
When Song Chuyi brought the listless Lolita back, she stroked Lolita's little head. "Great fellow, it looks like you're going to give birth before me."