Chapter 520

Fu Yunting went out. Xia Ling in the bedroom sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the void in front of him.

Looking down at her stomach, she sighed.

"Baby, why do you want to come at this time? Mom hopes you can live in a happy family full of laughter, but..."

The Fu family has too many bad thoughts. Can she still marry him?

Marriage is the business of the two families. To the extent that ye Qian hates herself, can she really be a young lady of the Fu family, give birth to children and grow old together with the man she likes?

And the child in Ji Linhan's belly. After she gives birth to the child, can she really go to the mother and keep the child?

What if the child asks his mother in the future?

Did she and Fu Yunting become eternal sinners?

So annoying, really annoying.

The knock on the door sounded, and Lanmei came in.

Seeing Xia Ling's frown, she couldn't help smiling slightly.

"Lingling, what's the matter? Is there something uncomfortable?"

My daughter seems a little depressed.

What the hell is it for?

Hearing Lanmei's gentle inquiry, Xia Ling's nose was sour.

She put her hand around Lanmei's waist. "Mom, I'm not feeling well."

Feel uncomfortable?

Lanmei frowned, stroked her hair, and asked softly, "what's the matter? Tell mom?"

"Mom, Ji Linhan is pregnant. She said she was pregnant with Fu Yunting's child."

Xia Ling shed tears and said the matter to LAN Mei briefly.

"Although he was designed, I was still in a panic. Mom, what do you think I should do?"

Perhaps she is too pretentious, but as long as she thinks that the man sleeping next to her has been touched by other women during her marriage, her heart turns sour.

What should she do to let go of her heart!

"Lingling, since this has happened, we can only look forward."

Lanmei sighed in her heart, Comforted: "you should see Yunting's attitude towards you. He is a good man, which is not his original intention. We should give him a chance, right? What's more, you still love him, and the baby will be born with the company of his own father in the future. So Lingling, don't think too much. Let's let it go and raise the baby first and give birth safely?"

It's really a bad thing. As a mother, she has no choice but to comfort.

Rich and powerful men always attract women's attention, not to mention a man as good as his son-in-law.

Fortunately, his feelings for his daughter are true, otherwise she would be the first to persuade her daughter to stay away from him.

Listening to LAN Mei's comfort, Xia Ling's mood calmed down slowly.

Mom is right. Up to now, she has no choice but to let nature take its course.

The child is innocent, and she still loves him, so she can only go on.

"Mom, I see. It's much more comfortable to say it."

Xia Ling wiped her tears and smiled at LAN Mei.

"Well, good, have a rest first."

Xia Mei touched her hair gently and smiled.

On the other side, a high-end residential community in Haicheng.

Fu manyun took a five-year-old boy and looked at Fu Yunting with a grateful smile. "Yunting, thank you for helping me find a house and sending me the baby."

"Don't worry about a little thing."

Fu Yunting hooked his lips, touched the little guy's soft hair, watched him look at himself with dark eyes, and his heart was soft.

It won't be long before your child will grow so big.

splendid.

"Yunting, stay for dinner."

Fu manyun looked at the gentle smile on the man's handsome face and moved his heart.

He seems to like children very much. Does that mean he doesn't mind having a child around her?

"No, Lingling is still waiting for me at home. I'll go first."

When things are arranged here, he can accompany his wife with determination.

"Oh, Zizi, goodbye to your uncle."

Fu manyun felt lost, but did not show it. He pushed the child and asked him to say goodbye to Fu Yunting.

"Goodbye, uncle." The little guy spoke cleverly.

"Bye, Zizi." Fu Yunting hooked his lips and strode away.

Seeing the door closed, the man's tall and straight back was no longer, and Fu manyun's red lips pursed.

"Mom, this uncle looks very gentle." The child looked up at Fu manyun.

"Well, so Zizi, do you want him to be a father?"

"Dad? Will uncle beat me like his old father?"

"No, he's gentle."

"OK."

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