The winter days are short, the warm sun slants westward, the hotel lanterns hang high, and guests arriving for the full moon banquet are arriving at the restaurant one after another.
In the room where Tang Wan was, it was even more crowded with people. The little guy was currently being held by Fan Mingyu, wearing a red embroidered jacket and wrapped in a thin blanket. A crowd surrounded him, and he was quiet today, everyone saying he is docile and clever, destined for great things when he grows up.
When the Shen Family and Huo Family arrived, Xiaowai unexpectedly ended up in the arms of Shen Old Madam.
"Wanwan." When Shen Shuci entered the room, Tang Wan was also surrounded by a group of people, none of whom she knew.
"Little Aunt, come and sit." Shen Shuci's belly already showed signs of growing, though the cold weather and layers of clothing made her appear slender and not at all like a pregnant woman.
"These..." Shen Shuci looked at the people beside her.
