"Huh?"
"Weren't we talking about Du Ruoxin? Why did it suddenly shift to Grace?"
Qin Yunxi gave a "Oh wow" and pretended that his mother had pinched him. After all, he had to play along when it was time to cooperate, so that the other party would feel pleased.
"Where did that come from? I've been really busy these past few days. Look, I never sleep in, but today I slept so late." To avoid his mother's further interrogation, Qin Yunxi changed the subject. "Mom, don't worry, relax. In ten months, I'll definitely let you hold two chubby grandsons."
Zhan Lan's sharp, intelligent eyes flickered with suspicion—she felt her troublesome son was just blowing smoke.
Qin Yunxi couldn't give his mother any more time to think and added, "What did you say happened to Ruoxin just now?"
Zhan Lan withdrew her gaze and sighed again. "Alas, Ruoxin... she was pregnant with Jingyang's child and got divorced..."
He already knew about this. Qin Yunxi nodded and responded with an "Mm."
"But now, the baby is gone. They say it was lost after a fight with Ivy."
No one knew better than she did how painful a miscarriage was for an expectant mother.
Zhan Lan instantly empathized.
Recalling the two sets of twins she had lost in the past (four children), her heart twisted with pain, and she felt like secretly shedding tears.
Qin Yunxi: "..."
Qin Tianyi knew his wife couldn't bear to hear about "miscarriage." He kicked his son hard. "If you don't bring back chubby grandsons in ten months, you'll give birth to them yourself!"
Qin Yunxi had a face like a bitter gourd: ...He was a man, how could he give birth?
Dad, you can't disregard your son's life and death just to dote on your wife.
Never mind, his father's doting on his mother always had no limits.
Qin Yunxi could only nod incessantly, like pounding garlic. "I'll give birth, I'll give birth, I'll definitely give birth!"
After teaching his son a lesson without mercy, Qin Tianyi turned around and immediately put on the gentlest face in the world. He put one arm around his wife's slender waist and cupped her chin with the other hand. "How about we get a room now and start having them?"
Zhan Lan's originally dejected gaze sharpened, and her pretty face flushed—what kind of nonsense was he talking? Their son was still here!
Her face instantly turned completely red. She lowered her head and pinched her husband. "You old pervert!"
Qin Yunxi, caught off guard by the display of affection, wisely disappeared. "Cough, cough, cough, I'll go change. You two do as you please."
"I promise I won't come out for another hour."
Zhan Lan: "...!"
Having such a scoundrel for a father, it was no wonder he'd have a scoundrel for a son!
This pair of father and son, colluding like villains!
Zhan Lan glared irritably at her son's retreating figure. "Get out in five minutes. I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot."
To go to the hospital to see Ruoxin.
—
"Du Ruoxin, if you don't want to see me marry Ivy, then remarry me."
After saying this, Rong Jingyang felt a bit regretful.
He hadn't thought it through at all; he just said it as soon as it came to mind.
Yes, his IQ must have dropped.
At this time, in this place, saying such a scoundrelly thing that threatened her, no, that made her scoff.
As expected, Du Ruoxin smiled after hearing it.
She smiled indifferently.
"Rong Jingyang, it's your freedom to marry whoever you want." She didn't look at him and, as if out of spite, looked at Kristino. "Brother, I want to rest now."
Kristino understood immediately—Xin'er was trying to get rid of him.
He stepped forward, forcing Feng Linwan and Rong Jingyang back, blocking Rong Jingyang's view of Du Ruoxin. "Mrs. Rong, please."
Feng Linwan stepped back a few paces. She had done what she could, and there was no rush for now.
"Ruoxin, I'll come to see you later."
"Rest well."
Feng Linwan said.
Then, she looked sternly at Ivy, who was lying on the ground feigning weakness. "What are you standing around for? Get lost!"
"Do you want me to call someone to drag you out?"
Ivy's facial muscles twitched—she knew the old hag considered her trash, calling her shameless and vile, yet she couldn't show the slightest hint of hatred.
Lowering her head, she concealed all her emotions.
She pitifully leaned next to Rong Jingyang.
Just now...
Did he mean it when he said he would marry her?
Ivy secretly and cautiously tugged Rong Jingyang's sleeve, inwardly gloating.