Normally, if her little Cheng did something wrong, the old woman would want to eat him.

Song Huihai took the initiative to ask,

"Where's Xiaoyuan? How's she doing?"

Song Ling whispered, "Not bad."

Liu Su couldn't help it again.

"Where is she? We've come all this way to see her. Why can't we see her? Is she upstairs? Why don't I go upstairs and talk to her?"

Song Ling glanced at her coldly, and she immediately shut up in fear.

After shutting up, she took a deep breath and felt very unhappy.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

Whenever Song Ling looked at her coldly, she would subconsciously shudder.

It has been like this for many years.

Song Ling's eyes moved to the back garden outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Lying on a rocking chair in the back garden was a person covered with a thick blanket.

Although he didn't say anything, Song Huihai already understood what he meant.

"Is Xiaoyuan resting?"

Song Ling nodded, "Finally fell asleep."

The servant came over to serve tea and couldn't help but say a few words: "Young Madam has lost a lot of weight in the past two days. She can't eat or sleep, and she has severe morning sickness."

Liu Su secretly rolled her eyes at the maid. What a troublesome servant! She couldn't wait to cut off her tongue!

Song Huihai frowned, "Have you seen a doctor?"

Liu Su smiled innocently,

"Hubby, you don't understand. Pregnancy symptoms vary from woman to woman. Some have no symptoms at all, while others do. Since Xiao Yuan can't eat or sleep, it seems she falls into the latter category."

Seeing a doctor doesn't help. This is something every woman goes through. When I was pregnant with Xiao Cheng, I didn't go to the hospital either."

Speaking of Song Cheng, Song Huihai's brows tightened even more. He couldn't help but yell, "Don't mention that bastard to me. He only has evil thoughts all day long."