"Uncle, you can’t be so biased. Anan is also your son. Even if you don’t show favoritism towards your son, you can’t just ignore him and spoil your daughter to the skies. Anan will feel uncomfortable," Tang Yue couldn’t help but feel indignant for Tang You’an. "Who says I don’t love Anan?" Tang Mingli instantly retorted upon hearing this: "Xiao Yue, boys should be raised a bit rougher; it doesn’t matter much, but Tuantuan is a little girl, of course, she should be pampered." Tang Mingli stated this as a matter of course. Even after she hung up the phone, Tang Yue was still dumbfounded. Seriously considering it, Mr. Tang and Uncle Tang both acted the same, favoring the girls a bit more. Take her and Tang Jun, for example. Whatever she wanted, Mr. Tang would always find a way to fulfill her wishes, but he would scold Tang Jun. Tuantuan, Tang Youlin - the name is quite nice to hear. Whether she looks like Uncle Tang or Wei Jiajia, she should be pretty. As her older sister, shouldn’t she prepare a nice gift? Tang Yue thought about the children’s clothes she made before and wanted to make a little princess dress again, even though Uncle had hired a designer named Guan. However, this didn’t stop her desire to create a little princess dress. No sooner said than done, Tang Yue spent a whole evening and had already drawn several styles of little princess dresses. Looking at those beautiful little clothes, her heart was also very excited. If she and Si Yu also had such a little daughter, dressed in such skirts, she would definitely look lovely. Whether she looks like her or Meng Siyu, their good looks are definitely beyond question. Tang Yue’s thoughts wandered off, and when she thought of Meng Siyu, she couldn’t help but pout. Since that guy went for advanced studies, he seemed to have disappeared. "Xiao Yue, being pregnant is so uncomfortable," Qin Anyu constantly complained about her belly. With the months passing by, Qin Anyu felt like her hands and feet were not her own anymore, and at night, she always wanted to go to the bathroom. Especially right after returning from the bathroom, just as she climbed back into bed, that urge to go to the toilet returned. She couldn’t sleep well at night, and turning over was extremely difficult, just like going through a great battle when getting out of bed or taking a shower. "Sister An Yu, didn’t Chu Hong make you a pillow to help you sleep more comfortably?" Tang Yue teased. Although Qin Anyu kept complaining, she always had a sweet tone whenever she talked about her baby. "Don’t even mention him; I’m about to be annoyed to death by him." Qin Anyu’s angry voice came through. "What did he do?" Tang Yue was curious. Chu Hong had always been very obedient to Qin Anyu, let alone after Qin Anyu got pregnant, treating her almost like a national treasure. "Do you know what he wants to name the child?" Qin Anyu said angrily, "Chu Muyu, Chu Siyu, Chu Siqin, Chu Lianyu, Chu Si’an." "That’s probably about it; anyway, he doesn’t steer away from my name. Can’t he pick some other nice-sounding names?" Qin Anyu felt a headache coming on just thinking about those names. In the future, would she call the child’s nickname Little Yu? That would always feel like she was calling herself. Tang Yue couldn’t help but burst into laughter and praised, "Sister An Yu, actually, Chu Hong isn’t wrong either, combining both of your names together, it’s so full of love." Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 "Tang Yue, you just laugh." Qin Anyu said through gritted teeth: "If you think Meng Siyu would name your child Meng Siyue, Meng Muyue, Meng Lianyue..." Tang Yue hurriedly interrupted, "Sister An Yu, naming is important, just discuss it properly with Chu Hong. Besides, aren’t you still not pregnant? After you give birth, Chu Hong might change his mind." "Mm-hmm, speaking of which, how long has it been since you saw Meng Siyu?" Qin Anyu retorted. Tang Yue couldn’t help but touch her nose and shifted to a more comfortable position, saying listlessly, "What do you think?" After entering September, Tang Yue became even busier. By mid-month, with the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, although she was abroad and without the festive atmosphere, the taste of the mooncakes brought over by Sun Qing from back home made her feel deeply homesick. "Tang Yue, this is the tea my sister made for you. It was ready since spring, but there was no chance to bring it until now." Sun Qing handed over the freshly made tea, saying, "Your favorite green tea, and mooncakes. I bought a set, and the rest were from your mother-in-law and Lian Qingyang for me to bring." In the suitcase that Sun Qing brought, aside from two sets of change clothes, the majority of the items were gifts for Tang Yue. "Please thank your sister for me." Tang Yue looked at the green tea, and even without tasting it, it smelled delightful. Wu Xin went to brew the tea, while Tang Yue ate a red bean mooncake and asked about the situation back in China. Mingyue Clothing was gaining more and more fame; even the children’s wear and maternity wear were improving significantly. Sun Qing, Peng Yufei, and Xin Jiaren had truly become Tang Yue’s capable assistants, managing the design department of the clothing factory in an orderly fashion. Training Sun Qing and the other two had been a great decision, as each of them could now manage things independently, which saved her a lot of trouble and made it possible for her to go abroad. "Don’t mention it, you gave me such a great job, we can’t thank you enough." Sun Qing said happily, truly grateful to Tang Yue. Because of this job, she could send more money back home, live comfortably, and even paid off a good chunk of debt. "By the way, how is your sister feeling?" Tang Yue asked. "It’s the same old; due to the premature birth, my sister has always been weak and sickly. But, with the recent raise, I’ve asked my sister to go for medical treatment and medication; she should recover soon." Sun Qing’s mood dipped when she thought of her frail sister. "That’s good. If things don’t improve, you might consider bringing her to a large hospital in Jing City for a check-up." Tang Yue comforted her. Even though she had never met this tea-picking sister, she could tell she was a kind-hearted person through Sun Qing’s words. "Yeah, I will definitely bring her to Jing City if my sister’s condition doesn’t improve." Sun Qing brightened up with a smile. Before, as an intern earning 50 yuan a month, with personal expenses and sending 30 yuan back home, she had to get by on the remaining 20 yuan. At the end of each month, she would buy lots of noodles; boiled in sugar water, they were cheap and filling. Back then, earning so little, she never dared to dream of taking her sister to a hospital in Jing City. Not to mention Jing City Hospital—even a trip to the county hospital could cost several hundred yuan, so Sun Qing could never imagine it before. But now, with a monthly salary of over a hundred yuan and nearly two hundred when clothing sales were good, her salary had doubled and Sun Qing naturally felt more confident.