Huo Jinnan thought of Jin Bo, furrowing his brows, "I don’t know yet."
Qin Huan didn’t ask further; the situation was probably not good.
Huo Jinnan said, "You don’t need to worry about these things."
Qin Huan sat on his lap, lowered her head, and browsed through her phone. After a while, she saw Wen Nuan’s post, "God made a woman, yet gave the heart of a tomboy. They say won are made of water, should be gentle, and shouldn’t lose their temper. Actually, I’m made of water too—except I’m like Xue Bi, fizzy—strong! Can only be held, not shaken!"
From the looks of it, sothing seems off.
Did they have a fight?
So, did Nuannuan return to Hong Kong?
She made a call, but Wen Nuan didn’t answer and hung up.
Thinking for a mont, Qin Huan called Qin Shaojin, and it was also hung up.
They really did have a fight!
Forget it, they’ll probably make up soon; it’s no big deal.
Qin Huan didn’t make any more calls, rembering that the day after tomorrow was New Year’s Day, and two days after that was their engagent ceremony—what trouble could co up?
After sitting for a while, she returned to the living room, where the old man was on the phone.
Seeing Qin Huan co in, he said, "Let’s leave it at that," and hung up. "Aunt Shen, go wash so fruit for the young mistress."
Looking at Qin Huan, the old man seed a bit worried; her belly was getting bigger.
Right now, the situation in Hong Kong was getting more tense.
The calm before the storm might not last long. They hoped this peace could hold until Huanhuan gave birth, but things rarely go as hoped!
Thinking of this, the old man looked at Qin Huan, "Huanhuan, in a few days Abei will co to stay, and Axue will be out of school too. The house will get noisy, unlike now. Rember, always put yourself first. Sleep when tired, rest when weary, speak up if displeased, and tell Mrs. Rong or Aunt Shen if you want to eat sothing."
Qin Huan looked at the old man, recalling their first eting, and couldn’t believe they could speak so amicably now. "I know, Grandpa."
After dinner, Huo Jinnan looked at the old man, "Grandpa, Huanhuan is having trouble walking now, and a natural birth is out of the question. Climbing stairs is too much for her, so we’ll move to the ground floor."
The old man nodded, seeing Aunt Shen bring over washed fruit, "Go prepare the biggest room on the south side."
Aunt Shen quickly went, followed by Uncle Guan and Uncle Lu to help.
The old man looked at Huo Jinnan, wanting to remind him of so things but decided not to ntion it with Qin Huan there, fearing it might affect her mood, "Anan, when is Ye Bai coming back?"
Huo Jinnan looked at the old man, "It’s uncertain for now, depending on Huanhuan’s situation."
Feeling the babies kicking inside her, Qin Huan frowned, her belly feeling a bit tight.
The old man and Huo Jinnan saw her expression and imdiately got nervous.
"Are you okay?"
Qin Huan said, "I’m worried about contractions, but it doesn’t seem like it; should just be fetal movent."
Huo Jinnan, still worried, sat there and called Shen Mubai.
Shen Mubai arrived quickly, conducted a fetal heart monitoring for Qin Huan, and noted so contractions, low blood pressure—it seed the late pregnancy wasn’t as manageable as before.
He explained the general situation, "It’s a critical period now, pay extra attention to all aspects: sleep, diet..."
The old man sat by the side, listening attentively.
After hearing this, he looked at Huo Jinnan.
Huo Jinnan looked at Shen Mubai.
Shen Mubai spoke in a low voice, "When I return, I’ll find a reliable obstetrics nurse from there. In case of any ergencies, it’ll be easier to handle."
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