Normally, he would shy away from her as a mother. She really wanted to doubt whether her son had a special sexual orientation.

"What are you talking about?"

Jing Weng held his forehead weakly. He had never told his mother that he had 'gynophobia' because he was afraid that she would worry about it. But as he got older, she pressed harder and harder.

"Now, if you are not, then prove to mommy that Xue'er is a good girl and so beautiful, and she is also your father's family friend and Uncle Song's daughter. For this reason, you can't rush her

Let’s go.”

"I don't care whose daughter she is, I don't want to see her again." That woman made him sick to his stomach!

"Then do you have a girlfriend? Is it the flower field you picked up?" When Mu Ranqing came back, she found that there were women's supplies at home, so she got some inside information from the servants.

"Mother doesn't need to worry about her matters." Jingran had lost his patience.

"You, don't believe anyone else's words. People nowadays have ulterior motives. If she doesn't like our family background..." Mu Ranqing hung up the phone before she finished her words.

"Huh?! This kid! Okay, I want to see what that flower field looks like!" Mu Ranqing decided to stay in this villa and not leave.

"Still the same as before?" Jing Wenzhong was sitting on the sofa wearing glasses and reading the newspaper. Although his temples were slightly white, he looked very kind and kind.

"Yes, why don't you think he is in a hurry? He is already 32 years old." Mu Ranqing is now in the mood of an emperor who is not in a hurry but a eunuch who is anxious to death.

"There's nothing wrong with a man being ambitious." Jing Wenzhong felt that Mu Ranqing was making a fuss out of a molehill.

"Hey, don't you want to have a grandson?" Mu Ranqing straightened up immediately. Both father and son had such rigid personalities, it was really going to cost her her life!

"Grandson, it's not like we can hold it if we want to." Jing Wenzhong responded to her calmly.

"You! You are all really pissing me off. I don't care. I must let my son decide on the marriage this year. We are already old. If we don't have grandchildren, we will be old."

Mu Ranqing said sadly that people of her age already had children and grandchildren, but she had never seen even a shadow of her daughter-in-law.

"Okay, don't worry about it." Jing Wenzhong stood up from the sofa, patted Mu Ranqing's shoulder and continued, "Jingran has a sense of proportion."

"How can I not worry? He can bring home a woman of unknown origin. I heard that he grew up in an orphanage. How can such a person enter the Jing family?"

No matter how anxious Mu Ranqing is, she can't miss her son's lifelong happiness. The kind of relationship that doesn't belong to the right family will not end well.

"You, you want to have a grandson and choose a daughter-in-law, so just wait." Jing Wenzhong shook his head, walked back to the sofa, and continued to read the newspaper.

"Anyway, I think Song Cunen's daughter is pretty good. Besides, they had a relationship before. Now that they are working together, it will be easy for the old relationship to rekindle."

Mu Ranqing still remembered that Song Xueer said that the reason why they broke up was because she didn't understand love. Now that she has grown up, she has seen many things clearly and wants to rebuild the old relationship with Jingran.

Not long after Jingran hung up the phone, a fashionable beauty came to his office building.

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Chapter completed!