Chapter 812: You're Pretending to Have Morning Sickness, Aren't You?_1

Tong Tiehu, having heard what Tong Erlang said, turned his gaze upon Zhu Hongyun with a pair of piercing eyes that scrutinized her, "You said she didn't vomit this morning?"

"No vomiting!"

Tong Erlang nodded emphatically, his face filled with unease.

"Then let's wait until lunch and try other dishes before discussing this further," Tong Tiehu said sternly.

Strange.

The water from Qiao Xiaomai's Spiritual Spring, aside from its taste, had no other effects; it normally couldn't cure morning sickness.

But Zhu Hongyun had stopped vomiting...

With this thought, a notion surfaced in his mind.

Considering this possibility, he couldn't help but frown deeply, "Erlang, tell me the truth, is your wife faking her morning sickness?!"

Tong Tiehu spoke with a severe tone that caught Tong Erlang and Zhu Hongyun off guard.

Tong Erlang widened his eyes, his voice filled with sorrow and anger, "Grandfather, who is faking it?!"