The obstetrician and gynecologist carefully looked at Song Xiangsi's preoperative examination results, then turned his head and asked, "Xiang Si, I'll ask you for the last time, are you really not going to have this child?"

The expression on Song Xiangsi's face was as calm as water, giving people a sense of ruthless and desireless indifference. The sound of her opening was also the biting cold: "No."

"I really won't think about it anymore?" The obstetrician and gynecologist asked again. Seeing Song Xiangsi glanced over her head impatiently, stared out the window, and then handed the examination results in her hand to Song Xiangsi, and restored the doctor's official accent: "There is no problem with the examination, you can prepare it. After half an hour, I will perform the operation on you personally."

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Not long after Xu Jiamu and Lin Qianqian stepped into the private room, Lin's father arrived.

Lin Qianqian held Lin's father's arm and felt coquettish for a while. Xu Jiamu sat on the chair beside him. Looking at the scene, he only chuckled and lowered his eyes.

The waiter handed over the menu. Lin’s father ordered two health dishes first, and then instructed the waiter to carry the menu to Lin Qianqian and Xu Jiamu.

Lin Qianqian flipped through the menu. Whenever she looked at a dish, she turned her head and asked Xu Jiamu with her eyebrows and eyes: "Brother Jiamu, do you like to eat this?"

It was not until the menu ended that Xu Jiamu pulled the corner of his lips at Lin Qianqian and said in a plain tone: "I'm here today, mainly because I have something to say, not for dinner, so you just like it."

"Oh." Lin Qianqian pouted, and ordered a few dishes to the waiter casually. After the waiter confirmed the menu and left, Lin Qianqian tilted her head and looked at Xu Jiamu and asked, "Brother Jiamu, do you have something to talk to my daddy? Tell me, my daddy will definitely agree to you."

Xu Jiamu smiled: "What I want to talk about today is not about work, but about private matters."

Speaking of this, Xu Jiamu paused for a while, and after a while, he spoke again: "Let's have a meal first, and then chat after dinner."

Lin's father was very calm and nodded steadily and generously.

Lin Qianqian snorted with a pair of dark eyes and looked at Xu Jiamu from time to time.

The waiter quickly pushed the cart in to serve the dishes. The dish was beautiful, the amount of dishes was not large, the cuisine was very exquisite, which was quite appetizing.

The three of them were eating quietly, but Xu Jiamu seemed to have no appetite. When Lin Qianqian put down the chopsticks, she found that there were only one or two drops of oil stains on the plate in front of him.

"Brother Jiamu, are you uncomfortable? Why didn't you eat?" Lin Qianqian asked.

Xu Jiamu didn't say anything, and his eyes stopped on Lin's father's face: "Uncle, the question you asked me just now happened to be what I want to talk to you today."

A hint of joy appeared on Lin Qianqian's face: "Brother Jiamu, Daddy just asked you when you will marry me, and when are you planning to?"

Xu Jiamu glanced at Lin Qianqian's smile and continued to slowly meet Lin's father's eyes: "I won't get married this marriage."

Lin Qianqian's expression was stunned for a moment, and there was a smile of surprise just now hanging on the corner of her lips.

Lin's father looked at Xu Jiamu's eyes and a hint of surprise flashed.

Neither father nor daughter spoke.

There was silence in the private room.
Chapter completed!