Yang Wanmeng's arrival did not cause much of a stir.
After greeting her, Wang Cheng and the others continued chatting as usual.
Yang Wanmeng was not particularly enthusiastic about them. In her eyes, these people were all crude, with no common language!
She made a show of walking to the kitchen door, looking at Lin Xia, who was busy frying dishes in an apron, and Hao Xiaoyun, who was helping out, and tugged at the corner of her mouth, saying,
"Sisters! Sorry! I'm late! Let me see if I can help with anything!"
How could Lin Xia let the pregnant Yang Wanmeng work?
She smiled and waved her hand, "No need! We're almost done! Please go and sit in the living room!"
Hao Xiaoyun, carrying a stack of washed dishes, also said, "We're about to finish; you don't need to help with anything, you might get nauseous!"
She knew that Yang Wanmeng had become rather delicate since getting pregnant, suffering badly from morning sickness.
