C2240 Ling Yu Should Have a Younger Brother and Sister
Chiang Qianqian shook her head and muttered, "I am going to the old residence. Are you sure you are not going?"
Shaang Yujin was still angry, "I am not going!"
Outside the villa.
Chiang Qing coldly looked at the door, her heart burning with anger.
Chiang Qianqian, this little slut who was a traitor, always leaned towards outsiders. It was always like this every time. She really wanted this little slut to disappear.
At the old house of the Shang family.
Shi Qian, Shaang Sizhan and her family came over. Little Ling Yu was lying in his broad arms and was very obedient.
"Grandfather."
"Grandfather."
"Qian, Sizhan, you're here. Come, take a seat." Old Master Shaang kindly invited the two of them to take a seat.
The two of them then took a seat. The three of them once again confirmed some matters regarding the wedding.
After all of this was confirmed, the old man told the three of them not to leave, and to stay for lunch.
At this time, Chiang Qianqian came over and greeted the few of them before running to Shi Qian's side and smiling sweetly, "Sister-in-law."
Shi Qian had gradually gotten used to this form of address.
Shi Qian looked at her and suddenly said, "I remember that today is Wednesday. You should be at school, right?"
"Uh..." Chiang Qianqian laughed dryly and then said, "I don't have any classes today."
The old man and Shaang Sizhan went to the study.
Shi Qian and Chiang Qianqian went out for a walk in the garden. Chiang Qianqian chattered on and on about the increasing number of Shi Qian's fangirls in the school. Everyone felt that Shi Qian was simply a legend.
After a pause, Chiang Qianqian's face flashed with embarrassment. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Sister-in-law, my mother is indeed not very likable and I also do not like many of her actions. But she is not a bad person and has never done anything bad. Can you not bicker with her? "
Shi Qian suddenly halted her steps and looked at her and said seriously, "Qianqian, if aunt can promise not to do anything bad, then I can guarantee that I will not be calculative with her. But if she did something that she should not do, as Hostess of Shaang family, then I won't show any mercy."
Chiang Qianqian nodded, "Yes, I know." After a pause, she smiled and said," Let's not talk about this anymore. Sister-in-law, I want to see Ling Yu. Can you carry him over? He's being carried by his cousin. I don't dare to go over. "
Shi Qian laughed lightly," What's there to not dare about? It's not like he can eat you. "
"Yes, he can't." Chiang Qianqian blurted out, "But he is scarier than you."
"Hmm?" Shi Qian raised her eyebrows.
"Er... No, no." Chiang Qianqian said in embarrassment, "I didn't mean that, but... Cousin, other than you, he is too cold to everyone else. I don't dare to get close."
Shi Qian lightly laughed, "Wait, I will come out immediately."
"Yes." Chiang Qianqian smiled and nodded her head.
Shi Qian had just walked to the door of the study when the door opened and two figures, one big and one small, appeared in front of her.
Shaang Sizhan held his son with one hand and asked, "Why are you here?"
Shi Qian stretched out her hand and said, "Give me Ling Yu. I will bring him out to play for a while."
"Go out?"2
" In the courtyard, in the garden. "
"Let's go together."
"Forget it. You can chat with your grandfather for a while. I'll take him out. Qianqian is also there."
After a pause, Shaang Sizhan said, "Alright, but don't stay outside for too long." As he spoke, he gave the little fellow in his arms to Shi Qian.
"Yes." Shi Qian received her son and turned around to walk outside.
Shaang Sizhan's gentle gaze was fixed on the two of them. At this moment, Old Master Shaang's voice suddenly sounded beside him, "Sizhan, after the wedding, Ling Yu should have a younger brother and sister. He definitely wants them."
Shaang Sizhan said decisively, "He doesn't want to."
Old Master Shaang:... "How do you know he doesn't want them?"
Shaang Sizhan said seriously, "Know your son better than your father."
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