CHAPTER 669: CHAPTER 671:

The size of her belly was more magnificent than some full-term pregnant women.

This was alarming.

Mo Shu was completely tormented, and after spending the day being massaged, she struggled to stand up straight and walked step by step forward.

Yu Siqiao watched her with heartache and was now supporting his wife, trying to make her laugh by telling a joke, "Today, as I passed by the secretary’s office, I heard a few girls chatting. Guess what I heard?"

Mo Shu, slowly walking, asked, "What?"

"One person said, ’Nice to meet you,’ and the other asked, ’Why are you so happy?’" Yu Siqiao finished and laughed heartily.

Sao Zha: [Hahahahahahaha]

Mo Shu: "..."

Yu Siqiao was puzzled by her lack of reaction.

Everyone in the office had laughed that afternoon, wasn’t it funny?

Suddenly, Mo Shu asked, "Is it too early to be happy?"

Sao Zha: [Hahahahahahahaha]

Yu Siqiao: "..."

Seeing his face trying to hold back, Mo Shu couldn’t help but giggle quietly, shouting internally at Sao Zha: Shut up!

Sao Zha: [Hahahaha, laughing to death, why would the male lead suddenly tell jokes!]

Mo Shu: ...

Is it funny?

Sao Zha’s response was straightforward: [Hahahaha]

Mo Shu: ...

Okay then.

Low humor threshold is indeed terrifying.

Yu Mengmeng bounded over with excitement, her big round eyes fixed on Mo Shu’s belly.

Seeing Yu Mengmeng hopping around, Yu Siqiao instinctively stepped in front of Mo Shu, saying sternly, "Don’t be naughty, be careful of bumping into your mom."

Yu Mengmeng’s excitement immediately dampened, her steps slowed down as she walked towards Mo Shu, not forgetting to glance at Yu Siqiao.

Yu Siqiao watched her warningly, and Yu Mengmeng huffed and walked boldly towards Mo Shu, calling out in a babyish voice.

Mo Shu was utterly charmed by this, reached out to pat her little head, and asked, "Why are you so happy?"

Delighted to finally get someone’s attention, Yu Mengmeng proudly pulled Mo Shu’s hand towards the garden.

Their little home had a rather large garden.

The grapevines were lush, and beneath them were a swing and a hammock, specially made by Yu Siqiao for Mo Shu.

Next to the swing, there was a small mound of dirt with a flower sticking out.

In the summer, the sun was somewhat harsh.

The poor little flower was wilted and pitiful.

Yu Mengmeng pulled her over and pointed to the little flower with her front hooves, like she was presenting a treasure.

Mo Shu was so charmed by her behavior, she patted her head and asked, "Is this for Mom?"

Yu Mengmeng happily shouted, then picked the little flower from the soil with her mouth and offered it to Mo Shu.

Mo Shu received it, her eyes crinkling with a smile, and said, "Thank you, Mengmeng."

Proud and pleased, Yu Mengmeng even cast a triumphant glance at Yu Siqiao.

Yu Siqiao: "..."

Unable to resist, Mo Shu burst into laughter, pinching the little flower and placing it near Yu Siqiao’s ear.

Yu Siqiao instinctively wanted to block it, but somehow, he acquiesced to her action.

The pink little flower tucked beside Yu Siqiao’s ear unexpectedly added a touch of humor to his usually stern demeanor.

The gardener managing the garden laughed and said, "Young Master Yu looks quite lovely."