After Qi Nian spoke, she felt a chill behind her. Turning her head, she saw Qi Younian standing behind her with a dark face, which made her shudder. "Uncle, you-you you, when did you start standing here? You nearly gave me a heart attack."
Qi Younian gritted his teeth, "Since you mentioned auntie."
Qi Nian: "...I was just, just saying."
"Heh, really just saying, my little niece."
Qi Nian: "..."
Meng Qiuyan chuckled, rubbed Qi Nian's head, "You can't not marry. Your family doesn't know whether it's a little nephew or niece on the way, can't wait any longer."
Qi Nian was shocked, forgetting she had just badmouthed Qi Younian, and worried about getting hit. She stared wide-eyed at Meng Qiuyan's belly, "Auntie, you-you you, you're pregnant?"
Qi Younian couldn't stand it anymore, "Can you stop stammering? Aren't you worried Situ Jue might not want you anymore?"
