Su Qinglan walked back toward her house with light steps, her mood much better than before.
The earlier annoyance had already been thrown to the back of her mind, replaced by a simple and happy thought, which was food.
It had been many days of tension and worry, and even her appetite had been affected. But now that things had calmed down a little, she finally felt like treating herself properly.
Her hand gently rested on her slightly swollen belly as she walked. A soft smile appeared on her face, and her voice lowered into a warm whisper.
"Babies, today we will have a feast," she said, patting her belly lightly. "Mama will cook something delicious for you."
The thought alone made her steps even quicker. Ahead of her, the young fox beastman who had helped carry the fish was already running fast toward the house, as if afraid someone else would steal the chance to eat her cooking.
Seeing his eager back, Su Qinglan could not help but laugh softly.
