Watching him mope like a little kid who can't get candy, Qian reached out to pat his head and comforted him.
"There's an old saying: early fat doesn't count as fat, it's the later fat that crushes the bed! Let them be smug for now. Once we have a pretty, smart little girl, we'll make Second Yu die of envy."
"How do you know Second Brother's second kid isn't a girl?"
"I'm a state-certified fortune-teller, remember!" Qian tilted her head up smugly, and Yu Minglang took the chance to steal a kiss.
In fact, Qian had reasoned it out like this: nobody knew why, but in the Yu Family it had always been more boys than girls; each generation only had one girl, and it had gone on like that for three generations.
If the pattern held and she later gave birth to Xiaowei, then Second Yu's second child would most likely be a boy.
