Yang Yajing smiled helplessly. Indeed, the Xia residence hadn't been this lively in a long time.

Since the last barbecue, and then the wedding, friends have been coming over every few days to keep her company, chat about gossip, and keep her entertained...

Moreover, they were all people who didn't have a strong sense of hierarchy, and they treated the servants very politely, calling them "uncle" and "aunt," which made them very likable.

Finally, we reached 20 weeks, and it was time for prenatal checkups and ultrasounds. The three families once again flooded into the ultrasound room, making it packed with people.

The doctor gave Yang Yajing a troubled look, and Yang Yajing reassured her, "Dear parents, if you all crowd here, it will be difficult for the doctor to operate! Why don't the mothers stay here and the fathers wait outside?"

Zhou Pengfei raised his hand like a primary school student: "Can I stay?"

"Pfft!" The doctor laughed this time. "This father is definitely going to stay!"

The ultrasound probe circled around Yang Yajing's lower abdomen, but the doctor didn't say anything.

"How is it? How is it? Can you tell? Is it healthy?" Madam Xia couldn't contain her curiosity any longer.

"Ms. Xia Yajing, does your family have a history of twins?" the doctor asked while taking measurements. "It seems like you have two."

"What do you mean by 'seems like'?" Zhou Pengfei was confused. "Is it one or two?"

"The big one is blocking the view, and there seems to be a smaller one behind it?" The doctor put down the probe. "Let me massage it and adjust its position so I can take another look?"

"Twin genes?" Mrs. Xia muttered to herself. "I think my family has them. My mother mentioned that I have an older sister, but..."

"Is Mrs. Xia a twin?"