"Wow! Ning Chu, you’re incredible now!"
"That’s because—"
"You’re playing mahjong like a pro, and I haven’t even touched it in forever."

A few months ago, when she visited her hometown to prepare for pregnancy, she somehow ended up joining her mother in lively mahjong games with friends.

Ning Chu, who usually didn’t bother with mahjong, had somehow become surprisingly skilled. It felt like discovering a hidden talent she didn’t even know she had.

"Shen Shan has leveled up too! She plays like a natural!"
"Really? She’s that good now?"

A deliberately lowered voice echoed from the doorway. Ning Chu, who was deeply engrossed in her mahjong game, instinctively looked up and saw Wen Yang, freshly awake, standing in the entrance.

"Shen Shan is pretty amazing, huh?"
"Thankfully, we’re in separate rooms now. I can barely hear you all playing mahjong."

Last night, for a change, Wen Yang hadn’t stayed at their family’s place. Thanks to a peaceful night, he seemed full of energy this morning, unlike the sleep-deprived mahjong enthusiasts.