Mo Chuxi discharged Yan Xinxin from the hospital.
Back at Mo Manor, she naturally beca the focus of attention and protection.
Yan Xinxin didn’t feel bashful; she was well aware of her current situation.
Giving birth prematurely is no joke.
If luck is good, both mother and child are safe.
If luck is bad... both adult and child could be lost.
At this mont, Yan Xinxin sat in front of the dining table, surrounded by various kinds of stews.
"Saozi, I got up at five in the morning to make this pigeon soup for you!"
"Xinxin, Mom also made bird’s nest for you. Mom personally picked out the impurities to ensure it’s clean!"
"Granddaughter-in-law, it’s not easy being pregnant with this baby. I specially got a ssage from Charlo Castle with tips to protect the pregnancy. Look at it when you have ti and do more physical prevention."
Listening to the concerned words from the three generations of won in the family, Yan Xinxin felt deeply ward.
"Thank you, Grandma, Mom, and Qingqing. Actually, I..."
"Oh Xinxin! And here’s a bowl of ten-ingredient tonic soup from your Aunt!"
Mo Yongshu’s voice arrived before she did.
Soon, everyone slled a strange odor.
Mo Yongshu presented a bowl of sothing black in front of Yan Xinxin. The mont she slled it, Yan Xinxin couldn’t help but feel nauseous.
Seeing Yan Xinxin frown, Mo Chuxi’s eyebrows also knitted together.
"Quickly take this away!"
"Chuxi, this is the ten-ingredient tonic soup your Aunt took two hours to make!"
"I told you to take it away, just take it away."
Mo Chuxi said coldly, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Yongshu, quickly take this tonic soup away!"
The old Mo lady also spoke up.
"Given Xinxin’s current condition, how could you make her tonic soup? Pregnant won already have higher body heat than usual, and you bring this? Do you have any common sense?"
"Ah Shu, how could you be so clueless at your age? Hurry and take it away; can’t you see the granddaughter-in-law is about to vomit just looking at it!"
It was truly surprising; the Mo patriarch actually spoke up for her.
Yan Xinxin was taken aback.
In the end, Mo Chuxi was holding one bowl of bird’s nest and pigeon soup each, while Yan Xinxin held the pregnancy protection tips from the old Mo lady, and the two of them sweetly returned to their room.
The living room cleared out quickly as well.
In the kitchen, Mo Yongshu poured all of the so-called tonic soup down the drain with a face full of displeasure.
"Good intentions are taken as ill will!"
"Of course, they wouldn’t appreciate it."
Fu Zixin leisurely walked into the kitchen.
"Everyone in this family now supports Yan Xinxin, and we have no place here at all."
"How could that be! You’re the biological granddaughter of grandparents; with them around, who would dare bully you!"
"Hmph!"
Fu Zixin scoffed at the words, her eyes full of malice.
"Every single one of them is bullying , especially Mo Qingning and Yan Xinxin. That Young Master Xiao used to like Yan Xinxin and is now involved with Qingning. They’re completely disregarding ! I must have revenge!"
"Oh dear daughter, Qingning is your good sister, and that Yan Xinxin is Chuxi’s darling; don’t act recklessly!"
"Hmph."
Fu Zixin sneered coldly.
"I have a great plan that kills two birds with one stone."
Mo Yongshu’s face changed slightly as she leaned in close to Fu Zixin.
"Dear daughter, what are you planning?"
"Is there anything that pregnant won absolutely cannot eat?"
"Huh? Are you thinking..."
"Rest assured! That Yan Xinxin’s belly is so big now; she won’t miscarry!"
Fu Zixin confidently raised a smile, her lip-glossed lips moving.
"At most, it’s just premature birth. Anyway, she was going to deliver early, so it won’t be my fault then!"
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