"Auntie really knows how to comfort people," Jiang Xiaobai earnestly maintained a modest and low-key attitude in front of Gu Weiqin.
"Let's have dinner at home tonight, I've already instructed the cook to prepare the meal."
Li Chenggang had hired a top chef from a five-star hotel, paying the chef a salary of 300,000 a month just to take care of his family's meals.
"Auntie, shall I check your health first? By the way, is President Li not here?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.
Gu Weiqin sighed, "He's busy with social engagements. This place has almost become his hotel; he doesn't come back more than a few times a week."
Jiang Xiaobai didn't know what to say, but he was clear in his mind that if Li Chenggang kept this up, the chances of having a child were not great.
After examining Gu Weiqin's body, Jiang Xiaobai was pleasantly surprised to find that the stubborn cold air inside her body had significantly diminished.
