He felt her anxiety.
So he grabbed her wrist, as if the warmth of the palm of his hand and the substantial contact gave her a peaceful strength.
Su Yanyun looked at Rong Linyi blankly for several seconds, then suddenly smiled.
"Husband, what are you kidding?" She glanced at him angrily and hummed, "The baby in my stomach is not yours. Whose will it be?"
Rong Linyi didn't reply.
He concealed the fierce look in his eyes and calmed down his aura.
"I don’t care who owns the baby in your stomach. This time, I don’t care. But from now on, you, every inch of skin on your body, every cell of you, every breath of air you exhale, belong to Mine." He squeezed her wrist.
"You're so overbearing." Su Yanyun pouted her mouth, thinking about it.
After a while, she raised her face again with a sweet and well-behaved smile: "But, I like it."
Rong Linyi was stunned by her beautiful smile, holding her hand loose.
Su Yanyun hugged his neck, tilted her head, and smiled more presumptuously: "Husband, you are only allowed to be domineering with me alone."
Rong Linyi hugged her waist and dragged her up from the stool.
"I will never betray you," he put his arm loosely around her back waist, "I won't abandon, I won't leave. No matter what the situation is."
Even if I don't even remember who I am.
Even if you want to leave me...
Su Yanyun, I will not let you go.
The news of Rong Linyi's return will soon be known to everyone who should know.
I don't know if it was because of wit or timidity, Rong Xuelong didn't even call for condolences.
It was Mrs. Rong who took the initiative to talk to her son.
When Rong Linyi was in business, he carefully reported the situation in North America with his mother.
"At present, it seems that it can be stable for at least half a year, but accidents are not ruled out. But next time there are situations, you may have to go there."
The place of the call was on the bed. Su Yanyun lay in Rong Linyi’s arms from the beginning to the end, letting his slender fingers tap on his arm, listening to his voice coming from his chest, buzzing, Kind of practical happiness.
"Next time there is a situation, your grandfather may also have to pass." Madam Rong thought, and suddenly raised the ultimate question straightforwardly, "Lin Yi, I know, you have no plans to get married for the time being, and I don't want to force you. After all, this is your lifelong happiness, but I hope you will think about the issue of surrogacy and IVF."
"Isn't the offspring born with the woman I love, what are you going to do?" Rong Linyi's eyebrows were cold, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the little woman in his arms as he spoke.
The little woman lay quietly, playing with the tips of her hair.
This situation and situation made Rong Linyi feel that his heart irritated by Mrs. Rong's words was comforted.
"I understand and support your ideas, but feelings and interests are two different things. You don't need to contact any woman, you can rest assured, you only need your cooperation to provide your chromosomes." Madam Rong's tone was calm, as if Rong Lin Yi's objection was expected.
"I refuse." Rong Linyi hung up the phone after replying simply and decisively.
Quiet in the bedroom.
Su Yanyun is still playing with her hair obediently, Rong Linyi is not sure whether she has heard those words of Madam Rong.
He was trying to reassure her with a sentence or two when Su Yanyun suddenly spoke to herself.
"Actually, my husband, something happened this month... I'm thinking about whether to confess or be lenient." She hung her head, her tone of guilty conscience revealed.
Rong Linyi's heart beat: "You confess first."
Su Yanyun took a breath, suddenly raised her head, staring at him fixedly: "Just...Who is Jiang Yilin?"