It is naturally a good thing that my sister can get pregnant.
How is it possible with their current relationship?
Ye Mingyu sighed and said: "Wan Xin, you should spend more time on Chen Chen. I will also find a way to cure Chen Chen as soon as possible. Chen Chen is smart. With him here, you, a mother, can always
It has its own place.”
Ye Mingyu felt more and more uncomfortable as he spoke. Ye Wanxin was the princess that the whole family held in their palms, but in the end she insisted on choosing such a path.
He had tried to persuade his sister so many times that he could no longer say anything to persuade her.
Ye Mingyu said nothing more and strode away.
"elder brother!"
Ye Wanxin shouted again.
This time Ye Mingyu did not look back.
"elder brother……"
Ye Wanxin murmured lowly, feeling her nose was a little sore.
Her heart was filled with grievances.
She really wanted to, really wanted to cry loudly.
In fact, Ye Wanxin knew very well that not only her brother could not understand her choice, but also the Ye family and even others could not understand it.
But who knows her helplessness?
This wealthy lady is fake.
This thing is like a time bomb. Once it explodes, everything about her will be blown up into pieces.
And, the Rong family is her best choice.
She has no other choice.
Ye Wanxin raised her hand to wipe away the tears, and the look in her eyes gradually became firm. She really had no other choice.
…
When Murong Rong followed Mr. Rong to the main house, the dining table in the small restaurant was already filled with various dishes.
Mr. Rong asked Murong Rong to sit down: "Sit down quickly and try it. Does it suit your appetite?"
Murong Rong sat down generously: "Okay, I will try the skills of grandpa's private chef today."
Mr. Rong nodded with great satisfaction. When he saw Rong Jiuci standing aside, he pointed to the stool on the left and said, "Sit down. Are you waiting for me, an old man, to ask you to sit down?"
Rong Jiuci did not sit on the left hand side, but walked up to the chair next to Murong Rong, and poured a bowl of chicken soup for Murong Rong.
Seeing this, Mr. Rong couldn't help but snorted, and then sighed and said: "I really don't know when I, an old man, will be able to drink a bowl of soup served by my grandson."
Rong Jiuci looked at the look in the eyes of Mr. Rong and found it funny. He served the old man a bowl of porridge and said, "Grandpa, drink it."
Then he used serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of green vegetables and put it on Mr. Rong's plate: "Grandpa, eat more vegetables."
Old man Rong's face suddenly fell. He hated eating vegetables the most.
"Our Rong family is so poor that we can only let an old man like me eat grass?"
"Grandpa, the doctor said you should eat more vegetables, which is good for blood lipids and blood pressure."
"Don't listen to the doctor's nonsense. I'm very well. Take this grass away quickly."
Rong Jiuci was very helpless. No wonder people said that the old man was becoming more and more willful when it came to eating.
However, the old man's body simply did not allow him to eat so much meat and fish.
Just when Rong Jiuci had a headache, Murong Rong suddenly screamed.
Murong Rong is definitely the one being protected now. Hearing her exclamation, the old man didn't care about anything else and asked quickly: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"I'm not uncomfortable, it's the child talking to me." Murong Rong stroked his belly and said seriously: "The child said that Grandpa Zeng is really amazing. He can eat so many vegetables every time. When he grows up,
Yes, we should learn more from Grandpa Zeng."
Even though he knew that Murong Rong said this deliberately, Mr. Rong was still very happy when he heard this: "When the child is born, you will give the child to me. I promise to raise the child well."
"Okay, this is what Grandpa said." Murong Rong took the serving chopsticks and gave the old man some green vegetables, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, the child said he wanted to watch Grandpa Zeng eat."
Mr. Rong's expression froze. Murong Rong had already moved the child out, how could he refuse?
Although Murong Rong had not married yet, she was so determined that she brought at least three children into the Rong family. In his heart, Murong Rong was his grandson-in-law.
Especially when Murong Rong spoke, she brought the child in her belly with her.
Mr. Rong could only bite the bullet and eat the green vegetables, and in order to set an example, he had to praise the delicious vegetables.
Then Murong Rong gave Mr. Rong another spoonful of braised pork ribs: "Grandpa, the baby said, treat grandpa to some meat."
Mr. Rong suddenly became happy: "Okay, okay, my great-grandson is well-behaved and filial. He is indeed a descendant of my Rong family."
After saying that, after eating the ribs, I didn’t even miss the white yam inside.
In the past, this was also one of the foods that the old man hated the most.
At this moment, even Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong with admiration. He didn't know how many times he had to be scolded by the old man just to make him eat something light.
Murong Rong was eating when a peeled shrimp suddenly appeared in front of her.
She looked up and saw Rong Jiuci looking towards her: "This is your reward."
"What's the reward for me?"
"Reward you for being obedient." Rong Jiuci's thin lips curled up in an indescribably seductive way.
Murong Rong: "..."
nerve.
Probably because he was addicted to feeding, Rong Jiuci kept picking up food for Murong Rong.
Because in front of the old man, I still endured it at first, but after a while I couldn't bear it anymore: "I'm full! Stop pinching me!"
"Are you really full?"
"Yeah." Murong Rong looked at the pile of food in front of her like a mountain and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Although the morning sickness has subsided, her appetite has not returned.
"good."
When Rong Jiuci finished speaking, he reached out and took away the plate in front of Murong Rong, and then started eating.
Rong Jiuci's move almost shocked everyone else present.
None of them knew that the eldest son of their family had always been very fussy, especially with a strong mysophobia. Before, no one else would touch his bowls and chopsticks, let alone eat the leftovers.
Murong Rong was also stunned. She really didn't expect Rong Jiuci to do this. Seeing so many people watching, she couldn't help but whisper: "Rong Jiuci, what are you doing? How can you eat my food?"
"
"You can't eat anymore?"
"I can't eat any more, but this is the rest of my meal. Isn't it nice of you to do this?" It seemed like she was bullying Rong Jiuci.
"What's wrong?" Rong Jiuci didn't care: "You and I have already given birth to a child, why do you still care about this?"
As he spoke, his gaze lingered on Murong Rong's pink lips for a while, his meaningful eyes clearly speaking.
I don’t know how many times I’ve tasted your saliva, but I still mind your leftovers.
After Murong Rong understood, her face instantly felt like it was on fire.
She was so angry that she wanted to beat Rong Jiuci. How could there be such an unruly person like Rong Jiuci!