"Drink slowly. Don't choke." Su Mo gently stroked Su Lingling's head.
Su Lingling was reluctant to take her mouth away from the rim of the cup, but she still obediently nodded.
Seeing his daughter looking like such a little glutton, Su Mo let out an indulgent chuckle.
"Hubby, the milk tea you invented really is delicious. I heard that the milk tea shop Sister Dong'er opened in Spirit City is doing incredibly well now." Ye Qingshuang took a sip of the milk tea in front of her and praised him sincerely.
"Is that so? As long as you all enjoy drinking it."
After Bibi Dong had tasted the milk tea, she had keenly spotted the business opportunity within it. So, she arranged to open a shop in Spirit City to make money.
As for how it developed afterward, Su Mo had not paid much attention. It was not as though he lacked money anyway.
Lunch ended quickly.
Although Su Lingling had kept shouting that she was hungry, her tiny belly could not hold much in the first place. And Su Mo and the others were highly cultivated, so naturally they did not feel very hungry.
Once Su Lingling was full, drowsiness immediately washed over her, and she began yawning.
So Ye Qingshuang carried Su Lingling back to the room for an afternoon nap.
Afterward, Su Mo went alone to the Pope Palace to visit Bibi Dong.
When Su Mo appeared in the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong was buried in a mountain of official documents.
"Huh? Hubby, you're here!"
Bibi Dong sensed the movement and looked up, immediately overjoyed.
Su Mo nodded slightly, walked over to sit beside Bibi Dong, and took her hand. "Dong'er, you're pregnant now, so don't overwork yourself. Why not stay home and focus on the pregnancy?