After lunch, Murong Cheng left the island for work.

Now that the end of the campaign has come, he, the candidate, has been playing soy sauce all the way, and now it is almost over, only to spare time to deal with lecture tours, TV interviews and so on.

Murong Cheng is happy to see the arrival of Jiang Zhinuan and Zhuang Jia, and he can feel relieved when he is not on the island when his wife is accompanied by someone.

When Murong Cheng left, the three girls sat cross-legged on the sofa, drinking tea and eating snacks.

Zhuang Jia saw Mu Zi's appetite with her own eyes and was amazed. Now seeing her eating again, she couldn't help asking, "Will you keep eating like this?"

"That's not true." Mu Zi shook his head and gestured to his stomach. "The stomach will become bigger in the later stage, and the stomach will be squeezed, and you will be full if you eat a little."

Zhuang Jia imagined the picture of her stomach being squeezed, her entire face wrinkled uncomfortably.

"Why do you have to get pregnant..." She looked at Mu Zi with a bitter cold, and then at Jiang Zhinuan, "Xiao Nuan, do you really think about it?"

Jiang Zhinuan drank milk tea quietly without speaking.

Mu Zi smiled and asked, "Zhuang Jia, didn't you like children very much before? When I was in high school, I always said that I would have a mixed-race baby."

"I like children, but I don't like pregnancy." Zhuang Jia said.

Due to the growth environment, Zhuang Jia couldn't accept the out of shape.

"Where is the child who is not pregnant?" Mu Zi asked her.

Zhuang Jia actually thought very seriously, "... Looking for a surrogate?"

"Surrogacy is illegal, right?"

"I can go to Russia, it's legal over there." Zhuang Jia thought about it, and found it feasible, and laughed, "There are so many handsome Russian guys."

This is a bit far away.

"You think beautifully, but your future husband may not agree." Mu Zi turned to look at Jiang Zhinuan, "Xiao Nuan, what did you plan?"

Jiang Zhinuan pursed his lips and exhaled softly, "I want to give birth to the baby."

"Why!" Zhuang Jia couldn't help but said, "Don't you think the timing is very wrong now?"

"I know the timing is wrong." Jiang Zhinuan's fingers holding the teacup turned white and pinched very tightly, just as she felt, "I...we all know that Wang Zilong and I are still too young to be qualified for the role of parents. I have not finished my studies, I am not married, I am not financially independent, I am not ready for anything..."

Jiang Zhinuan's situation is very different from Mu Zi.

Most of the students in the Judicial Training Institute where Mu Zi is admitted were only admitted after graduating from university, so the general age of the students is too old, and many people get married and have children.

The university where Jiang Zhinuan is located is a formal four-year university. Having a child so early will become an outlier in the school and it will be difficult to complete the course smoothly. It is almost inevitable to leave school.

Zhuang Jia and Mu Zi were puzzled, and they didn't understand why Jiang Zhinuan insisted on having children now.

"I went to check the abortion process..." Jiang Zhinuan murmured, watching the ink-like texture on the marble floor tiles, and said slowly, "...It's too cruel, it's a life, I...I really Can't do it..."

"How can you think like this? Now it's just a fertilized egg, an embryo, one... Alas! It hasn't even developed a heart or a brain!" Zhuang Jia pursed her lips, and then said discouragedly, "Well, I haven't been pregnant. I don’t know what pregnant women think about being pregnant. I just don’t think it is necessary to think about this too seriously."

Jiang Zhinuan was silent for a while, then raised his eyes to look at Mu Zi: "Do you think so too?"

Mu Zi pursed her lips and asked her, "Zhi Nuan, does Wang Zilong want to give birth to a child?"

Jiang Zhinuan shook his head slightly, "I didn't tell him."

Mu Zidun felt weak, "This is a child that belongs to both of you. You should tell him and discuss it carefully."