Chi Wan Yin looked at the person standing outside the door, wearing white mink boots and carrying the latest model bag. She had a condescending air about her, looking down on Chi Wan Yin with a hint of provocation and showing off.,Just as they reached the foot of the stairs, Ke Aiyang stopped and said, “Pour me a cup of hot water. Brother Nan said pregnant women need the most water.” Her voice had a triumphant edge to it.,Chi Wan's heart stung, her gaze never leaving the child in her arms. Zhūzhū was nibbling on her finger, a pair of bright eyes sparkling with glee, smiling innocently and sweetly.。