Lin Ruoyun's eyes flashed with seriousness as she approached Pei Jingchuan, her tone carrying an undeniable sternness, "Jingchuan, aren't you being a bit too much? It's perfectly normal for Yuzhu to want to go out and get some fresh air. A pregnant woman's emotions should be cared for."
Pei Jingchuan was stunned; he had not expected to be reprimanded by his mother. He hung his head, a deep sense of guilt welled up within him.
Lin Ruoyun turned to Jiang Yuzhu, her gaze softening, and said softly, "Yuzhu, I'm sorry, we have been too worried and neglected your feelings. As a mother, I understand your needs. Don't worry, I will have a good talk with Jingchuan."
Upon hearing Lin Ruoyun's words, the tears in Jiang Yuzhu's eyes gradually stopped. She looked at Pei Jingchuan, and much of the resentment in her heart also dissipated.
In the warm living room of the Pei family, the atmosphere suddenly became a bit tense.