Jiang Qin Called Me Baby

As dusk gradually fell, the drizzle in Shanghai slowly came to an end.

Yuan Youqin returned to Chantilly Villas with Auntie Zhou, the nanny, after attending the maternity training center.

Just then, Fresh Exchange Mr.'s car also pulled up at the entrance, delivering a batch of fresh organic vegetables—the Boss Lady's specially supplied ingredients.

The two of them took the food boxes, chatting about what they had learned that day as they entered the kitchen and busied themselves preparing a pregnant woman's meal for Feng Nanshu.

Although Auntie Zhou was very experienced at preparing meals for pregnant women, Ms. Yuan was always afraid that something might go wrong in the rush. So every time, she insisted on helping out. She had already stayed in Shanghai for four months, and as she watched Feng Nanshu's belly slowly swell, her hope for a granddaughter was no less than Jiang Qin's.

Of course, the price of that anticipation was the cabinet full of instant noodles belonging to her old man in Jeju.

Jiang Qin had just finished showering and was coming downstairs. He couldn't help standing at the kitchen door and watching for a while. "Is this the pregnant woman's meal for the Little Rich Woman tonight? It looks delicious."

"Oh, you're back?"

"Didn't I call at noon?"

Yuan Youqin froze for a moment. "Look at my memory. I had too many things to remember and forgot all about this."

Jiang Qin pointed at the meal being prepared. "Make me a serving too. I want to try it."

"Why do you want to eat everything? You're even trying to steal Nanshu's?"

Jiang Qin pouted. What's wrong with stealing from the Little Rich Woman? In a few more months, I'll even dare to steal Jiang Ainan's!

At that thought, he suddenly lost interest in