Alan tidied up the room and changed the bed sheets.
Basang slept with her last night, probably because he was the youngest and always seemed to have inexhaustible energy...
Alan, with one hand supporting his waist, felt increasingly uneasy.
He touched his belly and frowned.
She couldn't calculate the dates, nor did she know whose the father was, but all three brothers, regardless of whose father they were, were of the same bloodline and there was no difference.
Basang lifted the tent flap and came in from outside. "Alan, guess who I saw so early in the morning?"
"Who did you see? Did you see Buddha?"
Alan laughed at him jokingly as he spoke.
“Sehun took his Han Chinese wife back with him and went back from Mamba.”
"What happened so early in the morning? Why is it coming from Mamba's side..."
"I heard it was mushroom poisoning."
"Huh? You can get poisoned by eating mushrooms?"
"The Han people are different from us, who knows?"
Alan lowered his head and remained silent. He recalled how Xiang Nanzhi couldn't even lift a bucket of milk when she came last time, and how she got poisoned from eating mushrooms this time. Marrying a woman like this would cause Xun Ge so much trouble.
"Brother Xun has been dragged down by this woman."
"How could that be? His wife is incredibly beautiful. I heard Rooney mention her before I woke up, and when I saw her just now, her skin was as white as snow, delicate and tender, like a flower..."
Alan glared at him and said, "Get out."
"What's wrong?"
"Get out! Get out of here!"
After driving Basang away, Alan was so angry that she put her hands on her hips and prayed that the child in her belly was not Basang's and would not be as stupid as Basang!
Pretty? Beautiful, like a flower, but what's the use? Can't you live a normal life without it?
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