Ye Ranran's face soured; she knew that because of the doctor's words, she was going to suffer again.
"What's with that expression?" Jun Mochan pinched her face.
"Thinking about being fattened up like a pig for months by you all, what expression should I have?" A very miserable expression, alright?
"I just wish you didn't give me this opportunity," Jun Mochan sighed with regret.
Ye Ranran: "..."
When they returned home, Mother Huo had not yet left. She handed a pile of invitations to Jun Mochan: "They've just been printed today."
Then she handed the guest list to Ye Ranran: "Here's the guest list, all well-acquainted with the Jun and Huo families. You can handle your family's side of things."
The latter part of her statement was delivered with hesitation. In reality, it was just a formality. After all, whether they were actually invited was one thing, but whether it was mentioned was another.
