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"What did you say?" When did I get Lan'er to serve the little girl, Ye Zichen. Today was the day for evening Qing to return home with Yan Ting, so there was no need to speak such depressing words. "Hurry up and tell Mother Zhang to cook some good dishes."

He Wanping's temperament suddenly rose up.

She was about to curse out loud, but Song Qing Lan, who was standing aside, shot her a look and stopped her.

"Dad, let's have a good talk. Yan Ting has done so much for our Song Clan. Today, let Mom and I cook for him."

With that, Song Qinglan pulled He Wanping into the kitchen. Song Wanqing looked at the two of them from behind as she squinted her eyes.

In the kitchen, Song Qinglan whispered to He Wanping, "Mom, don't be so impulsive. "We'll deal with that bitch later. Isn't the most important matter right now the matter between Yan Ting and me?"

"Mom is confused. "Lan'er, don't worry. Mom will give you a strong pill later. I don't believe that your relationship with Yan Ting won't improve."

The mother and daughter made up their minds and began to cook. Of course, the main target was He Wanping.

Song Wanqing, who was sitting in the living room, couldn't help but be worried. He didn't know what Fu Yating was thinking either. Today, Song Qing Lan would surely make her move against Fu Zhaoting.

Fu Yating was still chatting with Song Weizheng about how to bring glory to the Song Family. Song Xianqing stared at Fu Yanting, unsure of what he was planning to do.

Just when Song Wanqing was at a loss as to what to do next. Fu Yating suddenly changed the topic of conversation.

"Other than the decision to contribute to the Song family, there is one more thing I want to say."

"Oh? "What is it?"

Song Weizheng was completely immersed in his excitement. He was filled with anticipation towards what Fu ZIng was going to say next.

"Xianqing is pregnant."

Song Xianqing, who had a cup of tea in her mouth, didn't have time to swallow it down before spitting out the tea in her mouth.

How could she not know that she was pregnant?

Song Weizheng was also shocked by the sudden news.

"Yan Ting, is what you said true?"

"Of course."

Song Weizheng's expression slightly sunk. He calmed himself down and had already made a decision in his heart.

"I didn't expect that I would become a grandfather so soon. The first three months of pregnancy are the most important, don't let me worry about it."

The tone of the rarely seen Song Weizheng was so gentle that even Song Wanqing could not believe it.

"You can stay at home today. I'll get the servants to prepare some tonics for calming the fetus."

"There's no need to go through all that trouble. We'll be leaving soon."

Fu Yating's refusal made Song Weiye furrow his brows, but he soon calmed down.

"Since that's the case, I won't force you. "Zhiqing, when did you know you were pregnant?" Song Wei asked tentatively.

Song Xianqing looked at Fu Zhaoting with a conflicted expression. Fu Yanting spoke calmly, "Yesterday, I let my family doctor take a look when I felt unwell. The doctor said it's been about ten days."

"Ten days. That is the day …"

Song Weiye quickly thought of Song Qinglan's wedding night.

At this moment, Song Qinglan and He Wanping happened to be carrying food out of the kitchen, so they naturally heard these words. The dishes in Song Qinglan's hands were overturned and spilled all over the floor.

Song Qinglan stared at Fu Yating in disbelief, her eyes filled with grief.

"Yan Ting, this …" Is this true? Elder sister, is she pregnant? "

"Yes." Fu Yating's tone was indifferent.

"This... How was this possible? Yan Ting, you're telling me this is fake? "You said that you would only be with me, that you would only have children with me."

Song Qinglan looked at Fu Zhaoting in disbelief. On the other hand, Fu Ting's expression was much calmer than before.

"Lan, calm down." I'm married. "

Song Qinglan looked at Fu Zhaoting. The grief in her eyes grew more and more intense until it completely turned into tears.

"Fu Ting, you clearly promised me that you … How can you? "

"I'm sorry. "She's pregnant, so I have to take responsibility."

"Pregnant? "Alright, then I'll make the child in her stomach disappear!"