"Actually, it's not that painful. After all, I've been through it once, and I'm used to it. Besides, giving birth is a woman's business. If we have a baby in the future, we still have to bring him into this world."
Rong Shaoze didn't say a word.
He still didn't want her to have a third child.
Clearly, the children belong to both of them, but she has to suffer alone. No matter what, he didn't want her to suffer.
After massaging her legs, Lin Xinlan said she wanted to take a walk in the garden.
Rong Shaoze supported her as they went downstairs. Lin Xinlan held her lower back with one hand and gently touched her round belly with the other, moving slowly like a turtle.
In the living room, Rong's mother and a few servants who had children were busy.
The sofa and the table were piled with all kinds of clothes and fabrics. Each person had scissors and sewing needles beside them.
Curiously, Rong Shaoze asked, "What are you doing?"
