Serpentine Movement

New York.

On the banks of the Hudson River.

Vance Mout Hotel.

Marshall and Lily's wedding was being held here.

"Are you kidding me?"

When Adam and the others entered, the first thing they saw in the hall was a heavily pregnant woman sitting beside a harp, looking like she was struggling to endure her discomfort.

As doctors, Adam and Juno naturally went over immediately.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

The pregnant woman supported her huge belly, took several quick breaths, and smiled. "I can hold on."

"When's your due date?"

Adam asked.

"Tuesday."

The pregnant woman smiled.

"That's right around the corner. Why are you still here playing the harp?"

Adam asked in confusion.

"Last Tuesday."

The pregnant woman smiled. "Lily's father and my father are good friends. Of course I couldn't miss Lily's wedding. I can definitely hold on... oh, hoo hoo hoo!"

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

"You should go to the hospital."

Juno urged, "The wedding will last a long time. You can't hold on that long."

"But Lily already paid me..."

The pregnant woman hesitated.

"It's fine."

Adam forced a smile. "I'll handle it. We'll just count it as if you already played here."

Damn it!

She really didn't care about anything as long as she got paid.

Wasn't this screwing Lily over?

If the pregnant woman playing harp beside them suddenly gave birth halfway through the wedding, that would really be an early birth of a noble child.

Compared to that, blessings involving longans, peanuts, lotus seeds, and the like were weak as hell.

And people said everything in the United States was based on merit, not connections?

Connections were being shoved right in their faces.

They didn't even spare weddings.

"All right, then."

Seeing Adam say that, the pregnant woman stopped forcing herself and smiled.