Chapter 1124： Different situation

Murong Cheng's fallacies can always be justified, and Mu Zi can't find a reason to refute.

He stretched out his hand and waved, chasing away Xiaoya, and Mu Zi wanted to hit him, but he was caught instead.

Murong Cheng said sternly, "Go into the house and wash my hands. Wash them up. They are all bacteria."

Mu Zi deliberately used the hand that had touched Xiaoya, and wiped Murong Cheng's face.

The last two people entered the house, one washed their hands and the other washed their face.

...

Jiang Zhinuan is the Xianghai arriving in the evening.

She called Mu Zi and said that she had arrived at the port, so Mu Zi sent someone to drive a yacht to pick her up.

At this time, it was time to have dinner. The table at home was filled with many dishes, which made people move their index fingers when they looked at it.

Mu Zi was sitting at the table, looking forward to reuniting with his good friends. Hearing the voice outside, he hurriedly got up and went out to meet him. When he saw the guests outside, he couldn't help being stunned.

Jiang Zhinuan is here.

Zhuang Jia also came.

Contrary to the last time, this time, Jiang Zhinuan is dragging a large suitcase, while Zhuang Jia only has a backpack.

Zhuang Jia looked tired.

Without waiting for Mu Zi to ask, Zhuang Jia spoke first: "Xiao Nuan is pregnant, and Aunt Jiang is afraid that something will happen to her on the way, so I can come with me so I can take care of her."

Mu Zi's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes fell on Jiang Zhinuan's flat stomach.

"Just over a month." Jiang Zhinuan said with a smile, looking calm and calm.

Mu Zi didn't know what to say.

She was so surprised that she almost blurted out to ask who the child was...

It's no wonder that she thinks this way, it is really the progress of Jiang Zhinuan and Wang Zilong, which has always been slow in her impression! She hadn't even seen the two hold hands!

The atmosphere was temporarily stagnant.

Murong Cheng broke the deadlock and said: "Let's eat first, and eat and chat."

Zhuang Jia was obviously starving, and she was not welcome at the moment, putting down her shoulder bag and immediately sat there.

There is no need to ask Mu Zi, Zhuang Jia tells her everything when eating.

Jiang Zhinuan is indeed pregnant and is indeed Wang Zilong's child. Although Jiang's father and Jiang's mother have always been dissatisfied with Wang Zilong, they have always respected Jiang Zhinuan's choice and did not interfere too much with this relationship.

But now the problem is coming. Jiang Zhinuan is pregnant. She is going to take a year off for this child.

The family certainly disagrees.

Falling in love and getting married are originally two different things. They may not be together in the future. To give birth to each other early now is an extremely unwise behavior in the view of Father Jiang and Mother Jiang.

What's more, it is even more unwise to affect your studies for the sake of giving birth!

So Jiang Zhinuan fell out with her family, and wanted to find a place to stay. Knowing that Mu Zi was also pregnant, she felt that Mu Zi could understand her feelings, so she ran away.

Zhuang Jia said: "Actually, I think it’s a bit too early. Xiao Nuan is still young. What I want more children in the future is opportunities. It’s really unnecessary to have to have a baby now. When all the conditions are mature, I will have a baby. Kind of responsibility, right?"

Mu Zi couldn't help saying, "I'm one year younger than Zhinuan."

Mu Zi was only nineteen years old.

"Your situation is different," Zhuang Jia said.

Mu Zi was puzzled and asked her: "Where is it different?"

Zhuang Jia blurted out: "Although you are young, your husband is older!"

There was a weird silence at the dinner table.

Zhuang Jia was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that she had said something wrong.

With a guilty conscience, she looked at Murong Cheng, who was dining in silence, and deliberated her words: "I mean... mature, mature men are the most attractive. This age is the most suitable to be a father, neither too young nor lacking the patience to raise children. , I won’t be too old, I don’t have the energy to accompany my children to grow up, now it’s just right to have children, just right...

Murong Cheng looked at Zhuang Jia's eyes as if he was looking at someone's bear boy.

He slowly swallowed a piece of chicken breast, hummed, and said, "I think so too."

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