I went through ancient times with my bestie, and I had three babies.

Hearing this, Nangong Ying smiled and said, "Wife, don't be angry. I was just afraid that I wouldn't get it right and would make you unhappy, so I asked my sisters for help."

"Humph."

An Miaomiao carried the child and walked out without speaking to Nangong Ying again.

Lian Qing'er saw An Miaomiao rushing out angrily, narrowed her eyes, and called the maid Xiaohong to give her some instructions.

"Miss, this..."

Xiaohong really didn't expect that her mistress would ask her to do such a thing, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.

Seeing that she was still hesitant.

Lian Qing'er's face turned cold instantly, and she lost her previous good tone when she spoke: "Are you going or not? If you don't go, don't blame me for being rude to your family..."

"I, I'll go..."

Xiaohong bit her lip, bent her body, and trotted quickly in the direction of An Miaomiao.

Although An Miaomiao was a little angry, she was still alert. When Xiaohong bumped into her, she dodged with the child in her arms: "What are you doing! Whose maid are you!"

Xiaohong quickly lowered her head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I had a stomachache and didn't notice you."

Useless things!

Lian Qing'er was so angry that she started scolding Xiaohong.

An Miaomiao learned that Xiaohong didn't notice her because she had a stomachache. Just when she was about to ignore her, she noticed that her body was shaking.

"Does your stomach hurt?"

"right…"

The little redhead didn't even dare to raise his head.

An Miaomiao pursed her lips and said, "Sit by the flower bed, I'll take your pulse..."

"No, no, how can I force you to feel my pulse..."

Xiaohong waved her hand to refuse.

Lian Qing'er was worried that she might let the cat out of the bag, so she walked over quickly.

"Xiaohong, what are you doing here? Aren't you having a stomachache? Why are you still here? Why are you talking to Sister Miaomiao? Don't you know who you are?"

"Yes, yes, I will leave right away."

Xiaohong took a step and left.

She just left.

Lian Qing'er apologized to An Miaomiao: "Sister Miaomiao, I'm sorry. Xiaohong has just come to our house to serve us for a short time, and many things are not done very well."

Xiaohong is her maid...

An Miaomiao raised her eyes and said, "Your family is considered a wealthy one. Do you take your maid out without properly disciplining her? She almost bumped into me today. If she bumped into someone else, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to talk to her."

Talk about bumping into her.

An Miaomiao suddenly thought of the daughter in her arms.

Lian Qing'er shook her hand, forced a smile and said, "Sister Miaomiao is right. You are a generous man. Our family has just replaced a group of servants. Otherwise, it would not be like this now..."

The words fell.

Lian Qing'er's eyes fell on the child in An Miaomiao's arms: "Sister Miaomiao, your daughter is so pretty. She will definitely be a stunning beauty when she grows up..."

If someone else praised me like this.

An Miaomiao must be very happy, but since she was the one being praised, her expression was indifferent.

"She inherited the excellent genes from me and her father, so of course she won't be bad! But you, why haven't you married yet? You are not young anymore. Do you want me to introduce someone to you?"

She introduced her?

What kind of people could she introduce?

Lian Qing'er looked down on him from the bottom of her heart. Besides, she hadn't let go of Nangong Ying yet, and she still had some ideas.

"No, no, I've already seen it..."

What if she didn't know what she was thinking!

An Miaomiao blinked and said, "Since you are already looking for someone, one more or one less won't make a difference. Don't be too picky. If you continue to be picky, you will be an old maid. What will you do if no one wants you?"